PRINCETON HHH HASH #874.4

Date:     March 31, 2002
Venue:    woods north of Amwell Valley Diner, and 31S
Weather:  nice
Hare:     LLLoda
Hounds:   Geezer, Weijipi, Nonsensei, Weepee's Binky, Hand Solo, 
          Natural Born Lesbian, Weatherman

El Flora-Fuerza Picadilla de Traición y Falsa Esperanza

And indeed, the small Spanish magus proved a worthy successor to aged Geezer on this 
annual PHHH ritual.  We transitted fields and forests replete with stinkwort [Image], 
skunk cabbage [Image], and bloodroot [Image] thrusting their turgid, glistening blooms 
out of Mother Earth's fertile mulchy mucilage in the eternal rite of spring, updated 
by Vaslav Nijinsky [Image] and the Ballet Russe in 1913.

Yes, all looked well until the hare pulled a Wachspress double cross on us.  Traición! 
she withdrew the mark! Leaving us sorely stunned and amazed at the Llloda triple cross, 
for the pequeña PhD-to-be warned us away from following true trail straight into the 
slavering jaws of Amwell's legendary Pashtun hounds.

At least, that's what she told us, and given our last close encounter of the rabidical 
kind in Rambo's Hopewell, we clambered and clumbered away and down, down, down over 
Sauerland-like rocks and medium-grade shiggy by a burbling brook.  Still, we were in 
the woods and looking forward to striding on-on o'er Amwell's fields of rolling clover.
O falsa esperanza!  No soft, verdant prairies for us, no, only a brief visit with 
flour-spotted horses who seeemed not at all wistful as we left Rocktown's stabled 
haunts for the bituminous amertume of 31 South.  So much for Spring beauty, and 
several kilometers and stress fractures later the crew straggled on-in to the Amwell 
Nature Preserve.  There decent beer, Easter eggs, and Peeps attracted a variety of 
waterfowl, but no atomic ducks or beakless grebes.

Next Hash: PHHH #875.4: Weepee's Well-Attended West Windsor Wonderland!