We gathered at Selby Park on the West Bench Drive to enjoy a Soggy hash complete with shooter checks and horse shit. Present was Shunty, HeadBanger, SirComesAlot, GoatBag and Doggystyle. The hare, SoggyBalls gave a chalk talk and made sure we noted the XXX marking and that WE WERE SUPPOSED TO GO BACK TO THE LAST CHECK. I think he said it twice.

Anyways, at some point he left and everyone had stopped peeing and up the hill we climbed. It seemed oh so simple, follow the marks and avoid the huge piles of horse crap everywhere. Arriving at the Shooter check, we searched for the Burger 55 paper bag (it was Wendy’s), found the cups and then found the bottle in the tree. Our palates quenched we dashed off with glee and found the next mark at the bottom of the hill followed by the XXX. Following instructions we trooped back up the hill to the shooter check and re-searched going even farther out the other directions finding nothing. Then we went farther out. At some point Shunty attempted one of his immortal zens. Not long after news comes back that the hare has been sighted down by the ‘XXX’ mark. Curses.

We regroup (except for Shunty, who upon hearing the news that the hare was seen to the south says ‘I’m going north’). Going back down the hill we discover a brand new check! Turns out the hare got a little excited and forgot to put one down. At least that killed half an hour. Off we go again, texting Shunty who is somewhere over by the Max Lake gravel pit. We arrive back at the cars where there is a JtB check (Jack shots and beer). Doggystyle and Goatbag partake and the hare is sighted once again far to the north. Off we go in hot pursuit and a nice little old lady leads us astray.

Back on track we end up on the KVR where the hare still manages to do more back-checks and then just below Pine Hills Golf Course we encounter a GingerBread beer check! We also see Shunty in the far distance but ignore the errant zenner. Half alive, we clamber up a very steep mountainside and arrive at the beer check, laid out in individual Burger 55 bags. Some people got beer, some people got water, some people got rocks. There was more peeing, someone exposed their urethra and SoggyBalls exposed his hiding place and came out. We told him where to go and then all headed up an even steeper ‘trail’ to end up on a lovely trail that wound it’s way (after 20 minutes) back to the vehicles. Downdowns were issued, curses called out and we all lived happily ever after. Except Soggy…. bad Soggy bad!!

Comments are closed.