Ever the innovator, ChickLicker seems to delight in setting runs in areas quite similar (read: identical) to those he has set before. So it was with no great surprise that our industrious Hare was setting his run from the parking lot of Top Shotters on Harold Rd. No fanfare, no trumpets to blare, just a solid Hash put together by the one and only ChickLicker (ladies and poultry, watch your back).
We kicked off from the parking lot and headed away from the main road, towards the construction areas behind the shopping center. We continued through this area, eventually looping around and remerging on Harold Road. The trail crossed to the other side of the road and continued along a very, very long grass path that led out to Thompson Boulevard. A box was waiting for us and the correct trail continued to the east. The path followed along as the road curved to the right and the flour led us along the first right turn into the first neighborhood. Once inside the neighborhood, the flour trail continued along so many twists and turns that I wouldn’t be able to remember any specifics if I wrote this the same night of the Hash, let alone two months later. I am flawed, I admit this. Either way, the trail continued on and for awhile it ran parallel to Harold Road before we came to a park and a track that the flour continued around, even though some missed that flour and ran straight across the park and promptly became confused. This was followed by a mysterious back-check that bred only more confusion but, ever the industrious crew, we found our way onto the proper trail.
We followed the roads some more until coming to a box from which ahead of us we could see more than a few dogs awaiting us. Once running again, it is safe to say that this group of hashers has never collectively run as fast as at that moment. I think the most apt term would be “hauling ass.” Everyone made it through unscathed and just ahead of that point we found Denise waiting with the Hash camera to catch us as we sprinted past those vicious beasts. The trail cut across a grass divider and suddenly we were back on Harold Road with the On-In sign looming in plain sight. Top Shotters was right ahead and everyone barreled forward to finish the hash. Solid.