Run 614 Total Eclipse of the Full Moon Christmas Lights Trail

It was a dark and stormy night (well, not so stormy, but overcast and dripping rain) when the pack assembled in the towaway zone next to Art Bar.  Chips was festively attired and at risk of shorting out if the rain got any harder.  The other hounds (PP, KBF, Suck It Now, MaMa a Trois, Cums ‘n’ Runs, VeggieTail, Abusement Park, and two visiting hashers from Carolina Trash, PBJ and Yellow Summer Stream) were more seasonally attired.  Bashful was there with his cast covered in bubble wrap.   The hare, the Ancient and Honorable GM, FingerMe, promised a short trail and two beer stops, to universal acclaim.  The trail wound around the Vista, going by as many Christmas decorations as possible, sprinting past the Supreme Court building, and leading to beer stops cunningly hidden.  The hare, after dutifully laying a complete trail including a tour of the Horseshoe, was somewhat surprised to see the pack returning from a different direction.  Turns out at least one of the pack ran only for the beer, and after leaving the second beer stop said to the others “The heck with this.  I’m going On-In” whereupon the rest of the pack followed (leaving at least one of our visitors wandering the streets looking for the way back).

During a quick Circle, amid much bitching about the beer on trail*, one of our visitors regaled us with a song none of us, including Bashful, had ever heard.  After an abbreviated version of Swing Low, the pack adjourned to a well-deserved On-After.

So let it be written, so let it be said.

FingerMe

Acting HashTrash

*I was the last to arrive at the On-After and what do I find the pack drinking?  Bud Lite!  And this was at Carolina Ale, where there are twenty six non-Lite beers on tap.  Oh, the humanity!