DECEMBER 3rd, 1997 -- Start: Mission Bay Visitors Center
Following MARY POPPINS' philosophy (loosely applied) that
sometimes it's best to be a wimp, having a sore knee from the
NORTH-SOUTH INTERCOURSE and running late, I went to the start to
find out where the end was. It was about 7:30 PM and the B-van
was still locked at the start and no end was written. There was
only what appeared to be a map on the driver's seat which I could
not read in the dim lamp light. Fortunately I had written down
PROZAC's address from the Hash directory and found the ON-IN. A
few other wimps (or gimps?) were already there. CAPTAIN ZERO was
either conserving his energy for his next shoot or too tired from
his last shoot, COCKEYE, and a few others were already there.
BUNS OF FUN finally arrived with the B-van, the van was unloaded,
and had to go back to mark the end. Eventually the pack
straggled in. From their comments, the trail apparently covered
most of the Clairmont-Bay Park area, or at least the pack did.
No wonder BORT can train for marathons by just hashing!
The hares and helpers provided a real feast: turkey,
sausage, pasta, salads, and more.
DOWN-DOWNs happened. Some private parties were dealt with
and other scofflaws escaped. I drank for something, but can't
remember why. The Sisters Superior ziggy-zaggied. RAT TRAP kept
the hashshit for RAT's transgressions. We all admired the light
and view from PROZAC's back yard. Thanks for the hospitality!
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