#8: 16-17 December 2006
As the fateful day arrived, Cock Block &
Tackle and I arose early to transport supplies, put out the beer checks and
puck up the aforementioned transportation. Just before 12:00PM Hashers
started to arrive. First it was Cum On Down and Luv Bug 69 from Chattanooga
with our speakers and coolers in tow, then Oops and Deposit Slit from
Atlanta. As the halfminds arrived everyone was greeted by CBT in the back of
the U-Haul where they received their goody bags complete with commemorative
t-shirt, bottle of liquor and a "hot hands" hand warmer (which I am glad to
report were not used!)
All loaded into the back of the U-Haul for transport from Camp Bryant to the
start of trail - the back of the Federal building in downtown Rome, Georgia.
I, Hugh Heifer, as the sole hare, was blessed and set off into Rome to show
the pack a little of what is here in the fine little town. First passed the
clock tower (an absolute must since it was on the shirt!), down passed
Jefferson's Restaurant to the Forum and along the river passed the
Waterfront Grill. Then up, up, up to the top of Myrtle Cemetery where the
intrepid group could check out all of Rome from a bird's eye view and if
they looked hard enough, they could nearly see the beer check nearly four
miles away by foot. Then back down Myrtle Hill into one of Rome's more
"established" neighborhoods. Once again along the river to Harbin Alley
where the Walkers had started trail and the Long Trail found a water check.
It was a welcome respite as the weather was a balmy 76 degrees in the middle
Trail went up a steep hill and along a ridge behind Darlington School for
several miles, with checks galore. Finally the long trail found a beer check
that the walkers had already passed. It was about now that the runners were
passing the walkers and Mustard Panties had fallen for sixth or eighth time
and I am sure Blister was preparing for the exciting ass ride on down a leaf
covered hill inside the C & C Hunt Club property bordered on one side by
Black's Bluff Road and the Nature Conservatory to the west, Park Street on
the north (cross by the hounds on foot) and Cave Spring's Road to the east.
What the group did not know was that camp was boarding to the south and the
shiggy and great ATV trails would bring them on home where six kegs of
Flying Dog, Anchor Stem, Shipyard and other flavors awaited them.
Oops was FRB along with a contested pair of Mustard Panties and Maxwell Twat
as a pair of FBIs. Of course what would a Hash be without Cum On Down
showing as Ass End Charlie but mostly due to Elko hauling but past a true
trail arrow and down a hill causing me to run just one more hill then I
CBT started circle and I drank the obligatory hare down-down and then took
over with RA duties. Sure circle was long but it gave Pumptkin and CBT ample
time to get the food going. A delicious low country boil fat with new
potatoes, tons of shrimp, sausage, onions and corn.
There were many allegations, and the beer was flowing and songs galore were
The following morning I was advised the partying continued for another two
or three hours (4:00 or 5:00 AM) before the rest of the miscreants hit the
sack. Course, Blister had trouble finding giving cause for Pumptkin to make
a mental note that when car camping, it is best to lock the doors!!
Breakfast was met in the continental style and even thought the coffee was
not instant, the intuitive Hashers made due and were of high spirits.
Blister purged his system and we got him back on his feet, said so long to
Oops and Deposit Slit who were off to SOB in Atlanta where Oops was to hare
as well as Cooter Hog, Steph and Princess Booby Cross who had a family
obligation. I set off to lay a hangover trail from hell. AKA ChooChoo H3
trail 67 (we think). I led the hounds on a grueling four miler of shiggy and
hills. Passed the Coke plant, across highway 27 and into an industrial area
then into the muddy ATV trails near my home. Beer check was atop a big hill
housing yet another water tower and then the group went all the way down to
a stream below. Quick exploration of a some more trails then up some power
lines to beer near and OnIn at my home.
Although I can say I have never really lost anyone on trail - I also have
never had to go pick anyone up. The later was to change on this day as
nearly 2 and a half hours after the start, Cum On Down and I boarded the 4x4
to search for Pumptkin and Luv Bug 69. They were located about a mile from
the house and I nearly didn't stop for them as their reaction was less then
amicable but I relented and gave them a ride On Home and watched as Luv Bug
gave me what for through the double glass of the truck.
So that is how the weekend went. A special thanks to CBT, Pumptkin, Twat Do
I Smell, Cum On Down and Luv Bug 69 as well as Tit Wringer who could not
make it and Cooter Hog for all they did in assisting us in hosting you here
in Rome, Georgia. I was delighted the weather I ordered came through and
that everybody enjoyed themselves. Also thanks to Tom E. who let us use the
property he lives on and the C&C Hunt Club for allowing us safe passage on
their property. Finally to the Rome Visitor's bureau for putting together
part of the goody bags. - See the
It was all about the trail...And some beer!