OK, now that I’ve got that off my chest, here’s a recap of the trail on Saturday, 21 April 2018. We had visitors in town from a Punk Rock cruise, so the theme was …Punk Rock. Some definitely rocked it more than others. Cindy Bear went all out with pink hair (oh wait, that’s normal) a seatbelt for a belt, and a studded choker. Crack Of was sporting some rockin’ red fishnet stockings. Most of the rest of us had to make do with all the black clothing we could find and a few kilts and happi coats. Our visitors from the ship were RTG and Finnish On My Face from Wildcard hash, Rumply Foreskin, now from some godforsaken place in Ohio where there isn’t even a hash, and Just Jen. TimberBalls joined us all the way from Big Coppitt and Bad Tranny Training and Bad Baby Bear from Geiger Key, and Mu-Sick and Thar She Blows from Key West.
The hare, Thar She Blows, realized upon arriving at the start location at Mallory Square that she had neglected to bring chalk, so she kicked Mu-Sick out of the car with the beer cooler and headed back to retrieve some marking materials. Meanwhile, the pack assembled in the shade near Meson de Pepe and commenced prelubing. Thar returned, laid down a hasty chalk talk, and was off like a flash (compared to, say, a snail). The trail had to be short and quick (insert joke here about preferring long and hard) because our visitors had a train to catch. A Conch Train, that is, to get back to the ship, which was docked at the Mole. The trail led through the garden of busts, where the mighty Cindy Bear attempted a flying leap over a concrete bench, only to be betrayed by her knee-high lace-up black Converse shoes, and wound up with a nasty scraped knee to claim first blood on trail. Trail headed toward Front Street, after a check cleverly placed to hint at the possibility of it heading toward Sunset Pier. But no, the first beer stop was at LagerHeads, with its great view of the passing boat traffic, including the motorized tiki
The hare, Thar She Blows, realized upon arriving at the start location at Mallory Square that she had neglected to bring chalk, so she kicked Mu-Sick out of the car with the beer cooler and headed back to retrieve some marking materials. Meanwhile, the pack assembled in the shade near Meson de Pepe and commenced prelubing. Thar returned, laid down a hasty chalk talk, and was off like a flash (compared to, say, a snail). The trail had to be short and quick (insert joke here about preferring long and hard) because our visitors had a train to catch. A Conch Train, that is, to get back to the ship, which was docked at the Mole. The trail led through the garden of busts, where the mighty Cindy Bear attempted a flying leap over a concrete bench, only to be betrayed by her knee-high lace-up black Converse shoes, and wound up with a nasty scraped knee to claim first blood on trail. Trail headed toward Front Street, after a check cleverly placed to hint at the possibility of it heading toward Sunset Pier. But no, the first beer stop was at LagerHeads, with its great view of the passing boat traffic, including the motorized tiki
The hare enjoyed a refreshing beverage with the pack before setting out again, with a note to the pack to look for a photo check, so they could take a photo in front of the Psychiatric Unit Assessment Ward, where Spray-N-Pray was staying (with muggles, who made him go fishing instead of hashing). Yes, this place is real – it’s on Ann St.
While the hare was on the way to the next stop, she was startled to hear her nerd name called out from a Conch Train, but promptly realized it was S.O.M.S from Wildcard hash, who was doing the tourist thing with his muggles. The pack also got a shout out from him. Next stop was at Fat Tuesday for jello shots – yum! Then off again to the $2 beer store on Fitzpatrick for another cold beverage and some sandal shopping for Rumply.
After a social stroll back to Mallory Square, the pack circled up. Mu-Sick filled in as RA, and we proceeded to make the hare drink for a shitty trail (but not for forgetting chalk!), FRB and DFLs, and our NFHN Jen. It was a short and sweet circle, after which our visitors headed back to their ship. Some others went to Sinz for some deliciousness, while others went to watch the drag races on Duval (where we again met up with SOMS and his crew). All in all a good day on our little island!
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