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JRH3 Trail #1619
Wed, Jan 18th, 2023
Hazukashii's 45th JRH3 Lay
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Hare, RA, OnSec/Hash Cash, FRB, FBI & Brainless Award Winner (Basic Hash Trash)
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Hazukashii was the hare, KISS was the RA, Dab was the FBB, Math Sucks . . was the FBI and Shitting Bull won the Brainless Award (something about getting lost again, when he didn't even do trail). We welcomed visiting hasher Woody Wood Pecker to the JRH3 hash.

Dab

It was another beautiful night to rendezvous in South Tampa. We gathered in the Applebee's parking lot amongst much sketchy activity. Besides being hit up by a few of the local drifters, it appeared TheRocksBottom and SundaySchoolStroker were using the meeting point to move stolen appliances in between vehicles. Even JustMJ decided to join in and solicit some local johns. After some quibbling about whether or not to sing and bless the hare, Hazukashii was out live. The blood-thirsty pack ignored his request for a reasonable h***start and instead gave him only 69 seconds or so. The tricksy checks not only kept the pack together up until the T/E split, but also kept the speed-demon FRB, CantFindPussyInAHaystack, from snaring the hare. At one especially troublesome BT, we all had to find a way under or go back around a long hedge. We learned that WishBoneHer-sized holes are not adequate for some of us fuller-figured harriettes. Also, some harriers learned the hard way that BT actually means "bad trail" and not "stop here and wait for a beer truck..." While waiting for the eagles to finish trail, the turkeys were treated to JustAshley's boozy truffles but they were either too dumb or too wasted to know the difference between the taste of porto and the taste of pork. Once CLIT came in as DFL, KISS could finally wrangle the half-minds and start circle. ShittingBull was awarded brainless for losing the key to the beervan, leaving beer check before the eagles arrived, AND getting lost driving back to On In. That may be news to FreeWilly, who was too busy groping OnAhead's tush to pay attention to circle. For entertainment, our visitor WoodyWoodPecker taught us that Delaware is actually a state, and in fact it is the "free state" which means that 1st-timers drink for free. If that weren't enough to make us all fall in love with Delaware, he and WishBoneHer stepped up to hare a Delaware-themed trail next week - yay!

Compliments of Math Sucks . .
JRH3 Scribe

Warmer weather continues to get better, and last night it was warm enough to got with the short sleeve shirt . . . or no shirt at all for a couple young studs. Trail headed north out the Appleby’s parking lot and circled the block before crossing Manhattan. A long false trail turned the pack around, and sent them through the church parking lot and out the other side. Turning right, the trail made its way over to Dale Mabrey and the T/E split. The Turkeys (~3 miles) turned right, while the Eagles trail (~5 miles) turned left and headed towards Britton Plaza.

Blending in with the trees lining Dale Mabrey, trail eventually turned left and wound its way behind Tijuana Flats and Buffalo Wild Wing. Crossing Dale Mabrey, the trail circled all the way around Britton Plaza and then headed south on Himes Ave . . . only to find another check at the railroad tracks. Our hare, Hazukashii used what he thought was a common marking BT (Bad Trail) under the expressway, but somehow the pack thought it meant Beer Truck and were momentarily confused. Trail was eventually found going west, and then crossed a drainage ditch behind Lowes, where the pack got a tiny bit of wet feet crossing through a grassy field. Passing a homeless camp, trail zigged its way back to Dale Mabrey, then looped behind the Navy Federal CU before crossing back over to merge back with the Turkey trail.

Trail then crossed another grassy field and head back towards home. Passing through Foster Park, the beer stop was found to the delight of the walkers, but after waiting an additional 20 minutes, thinking the runners had been run over by a train, it returned to Appleby’s. The runners did soon arrive at the finish, shortly after the beer van did, and all was right in the world. Circle was a low energy affair, and then we broke off to get dinner at Appleby’s . . . and even Dab stayed for dinner. Well done old chap.

Safety: Please carry your mobile phone on trail with you, in case you get lost, so we can contact you to make sure your are Okay. The days of no technology on trail is long gone at this hash. Also, bring a head lamp, or flashlight, and maybe reflective attire, as this trail will be in the dark.