REHASH of CH4 #433 Full Moon Run

"Southern Culture on the Skids Hash"

November 26, 2004 Friday 7PM

Fair Road Ballfield, Cleveland Metroparks, Strongsville, Ohio

1 Hare: Goofy Style (G-Spot H3, Greensboro, North Carolina)

9 Hounds:  K.O., Virgin Mike Goodell (Goofy S. made him come), Popeye's Other Bitch (Surf City H3, Santa Cruz, California), Bleeps Sweeps & Creeps (Tidewater H3, Virginia), H.I.R. Mike Twigg, H.I.R. Andy Darling, Dick Long & Perspire (Akron RCH3), Keyless Entry, and Too Drunk (collected hash cash from 8 non-virgins, $72 to hare, $8 held for treasury)

A few of CH4 and RCH3's finest greeted a fine group of visitors in town for family Thanksgiving events.  We were glad they chose to meet their local hash-family and hope to see them again in the future.  It's nice that we have runs this year right after both Thanksgiving and Christmas! Visiting hare Goofy Style explained that he had grown up in Strongsville, but started hashing after moving to North Carolina. Seeing an opening in the CH4 schedule, he contacted Broken Boner, our greatly appreciated Webmaster & Hareraiser, and the notion of a SCOTS theme was born.  Unfortunately his planned co-hare and  fiancé Nipplepottomus was not able to attend, but we still love her name.

Around 7:40 we circled up for the chalk talk.  After explaining his marks, the hare asked for a volunteer to drive his truck to the B-stops and the end so that we'd have BEER there.  There was much silence:  fear and confusion was seen on the faces of the hounds.  The hare then inquired as to how the hounds felt about moving the start to avoid a calf deep river crossing right before the first of two planned B-stops. He explained that the river crossing had seemed like a better idea when he scouted the trail during daylight in September, than it did at 40 degrees at night after a whole day of misty rain ... even if the rain had now stopped.   After careful deliberation (duh!) we opted to relocate the start to the first planned B-stop, but the question of the beer stop vehicle remained unsolved.

Our new starting location was a parking lot at the hairpin curve in the Metropark road between Wallace Lake and the Eastland Road covered bridge, under the railroad bridge.  Driving into the small lot we scared off a civilian looking for a "Dirt Track Date" with his "Voodoo Cadillac" (this is the first two obscure references to the SCOTS disc Dirt Track Date, http://www.scots.com/band/discography/default.htm ). Although the lot wasn't even an "Eight Piece Box", we somehow squeezed in all our cars.  Goofy Style continued to ask for a B-stop vehicle driver and the hounds continued to avoid the question.  Where was an auto-hasher when we need one?  Shortly after 8:00, Too Drunk agreed to be the "Galley Slave" and Goofy Style headed off into the darkness to lay trail.  The hounds gave him about 7 minutes of his 10-minute head start, then got down to the "Nitty Gritty" of pursuit.

The first check was difficult, but eventually the pack found the trail on the railroad tracks at the top of a steep hillside.  It was clear that this run would be no "Camel Walk"!  Almost immediately the hare's trail crossed the tracks and plunged into the trail-less woods and down the other side of the hill.  Here one of the hounds could have used a "Skullbucket" even if his fall produced no lasting damage.... nor a naming ... yet.  The hounds crossed the park road about 100 feet from their cars, onto a bridle trail, back into the trail-less woods, across a small creek on a log, more bridle trail, over the river on the bike trail pedestrian bridge (next to the car ford), and into the woods on the Par Course trail along the Rocky River.  Shouts of "Make Mayan a Hawaiian" were heard.  A check at the reservable shelterhouse slowed the pack, put they soon were on-on again down the shelterhouse's driveway to the park road and back on the bike trail.

The hounds reached the B-stop at the South Quarry Lane parking lot at the east end of Baldwin Lake.  Here the Southern Culture on the Skids theme came out:   a small keg of a tasty amber from a North Carolina microbrew, pork rinds, pickled okra, and 100-P Southern Comfort.  I swear we could smell "Fried Chicken and Gasoline"!  It was "White Trash" heaven.  Soon Goofy Style set off again, and this time the hounds gave him 8 minutes, EIGHT!, of his 10 minute head start.

The hare's trail took the hounds along the bike path to Wallace Lake, to a check at the Baldwin Lake observation tower, along Baldwin Lake, back to the bike path, across the North Quarry Lane arched bridge over the Rocky River, and into the Music Mound parking lot on the shore of Baldwin Lake for the On-In.   It was too cold for a "Greenback Fly" but a "Firefly" or two to lit the night.  Grand Mistress Emeritus K.O. conducted ceremonies in which all were honored.  Keyless Entry reminded us that Blown Opportunity's band Novocain was playing at Lakewood's Hi-Fi tavern and announced his intention to go there after ceremonies. Unfortunately Lakewood was a bit far for the visitors,  so the rest of us reluctantly decided we couldn't go there.   To close the ceremonies the visitors led us in a rousing rendition of Swing Low, a tradition for many hash houses.

The hare shuttled the hounds back to their cars.  Keyless took off to represent us with Blown Opp, and the rest of us drove to Goofy Styles' planned On-After location, the Cornerstone Brewery on Front Street in Berea about 100 yards from where the On-In had been.  A "Southern Culture on the Skids Racing Team" T-shirt was seen.  We shoved three or four tables together, and caused the waitress (waitress?... clearly NOT a hash bar ... but a great On-After location) much confusion.  Fine beer.  Good food.  Much rejoicing.

On-On!

Too Drunk