WELL WELL WELL THERE WE WERE… at the Northville Planet Fitness parking lot.

I personally admit I expected more trouble as I don’t picture Northville fitness enthusiasts as “let them” type of people, but the hash gathered peacefully without any harassment from the locals. We had a nice turnout of about 20 (?) hashers, including one virgin, and sleeves were duly sliced with Cox’s knife and ripped off violently by Banjo. Hopefully no one wore anything they liked too much! There were pistachio-Baileys pudding shots made by Spank, who claims she gets “better” at making them every year. Hmmmm. Circle on both ends was very efficient as each half hour cost the GM’s $11 for their spawn-sitter. I’m surprised we didn’t try to draw things out more.

The walkers left two minutes early to start leg 1, but appropriately defended themselves by saying that it would take them about a millennia to just make it out of the parking lot. Indeed, the runners passed them in short order and continued on to a hilly but well-laid leg 1. We enjoyed some thematic FRBs, which Slurpee conveniently avoided, and made it to the BN easily. Well, some of us. Others stopped at an estate sale and came away with a variety of treasures, but somehow no one bought the nude woman stained glass??? Anyway, after Coxcycle ate 19 bags of Cheetos, I peed directly in front of some children walking a dog and Slurpee further creeped them out by saying in the least friendly way ever, “Isn’t THAT a cute doggie?”, we decided it was best to move on. Leg 2 proved to be well-laid as well (in my opinion), although all the screaming in the world could not convince the walkers that they were on runner trail and some of them ended up on a… different journey than intended. We had lots of folks carrying chalk to practice trail hygiene and there was much laying down directional arrows and then running back to scribble them out. That’s what you get for being OVER EAGER! 

The runners enjoyed passing Just My Daddy’s Meat cutting a majestic figure laying trail back into downtown Northville in a sleeveless pajama top and bucket hat. Unfortunately he demonstrated once again in Circle that OSU accepts and even graduates people that can’t read. :'(

As previously mentioned, Circle was very efficient as the GMs were actively losing money every second that it went on. After appropriately dicking on Bay City, some of us retired to the Wagon Wheel, where we had a stressed out but capable server and everyone agreed that they would pose for a Hustler spread for “citizenship” and “the right price.” What’s that price, you ask? Well, it turns out it’s vastly different for all of us!

Anyway, after all that I took my dog, my football and my big screen TV and I went home!

On-on!

Slip’N Ride