Run 35 was WET… and I mean WET!
The day started out like many recent days, gray and overcast but really a nice temp with a nice breeze. The Hares, “Night Deposit” and “Tail Spinner”, scouted what they thought was the perfect Trail, on the morning of the run and they prayed that the rain would hold off. After all, the plan was for a bonfire, and smores and a “woodsy” type On After. Well, all that had to change.
At 2 PM, the temperature dropped, the winds picked up, and down came the rain. And it rained. And it rained. And it rained. Lord knows how many stayed away due to weather. But the hard-core social runners showed up proudly, 30 in all, to run and drink beer and eat chili.
The Chalk Talk was held in the parking lot of the Gulf Coast Kid’s House in about an inch and a half of water. You just would not believe how resilient a clump of flour is when it gets wet. It stays for a pretty long time, even in heavy rains. What does not work so well, however, is chalk. Chalk just washes away.
Fear not, the Pack found the trail and the beer stop (thanks to Just Jason for driving the Beer Wagon), and the finish. All in all, the walkers and runners finished together and the On After was moved indoors so people could towel off and get into some dry clothes.
The party was highlighted by all the chili… brought to us by the sacrifices of “Beer Legs”, “Trail or Trash”, “Twisted Mother”, “Nobs” and “Hashcock Papa”. Just Caterine also supplied the ingredients for Smores and everyone got a belly full before we Circled up and sang to the numerous accusations. “Beer Legs” was the FRB, Just Tara the FBI and Just Carol was the DFL.
We had a Visiting Hasher from Fairhope. His name is “A-hole”. We had a single Virgin as well, (tough gal to make that monsoon her first run with us). And we named Just Laura Hatton to her Hare and Hounds Name… “Chunks for Drunks”. The party continued while we watched the NFC Championship game.