Hashers,

Here's a recap of the 10th annual/monthly/biweekly Flatlander event for
those of you who weren't even there, which is most of you.  Plan an
extra hour of down downs next hash for all the returners.

We gathered at the scenic carp pond on the CU campus, roughly on time,
which is to say that we were able to get the hares under way well before
7pm, nearly a record and the only sort of time issue I'd concern myself
with.  Deep in the End and Cum Silent, Cum Deep bolted across the carp
pond bridge and into campus, where they laid a dastardly DP, the sort
with a sneaky 45 degree across grass.  All reports from the pack suggest
that they were stymied by this harebrained trickery, but managed to
overcome it in time by sheer force of numbers.  The trail led them
behind the rec center and along and over the brink of the bluff
supporting the campus over Boulder Creek.  Robert/Kevin (unnamed)
sprouted wheels and nearly careened into the pack, which scattered like
lemmings, at the bottom of the slope.  Judging from the pack arrows
discovered by the hares upon trail review the next day, the pack decided
to mark the TT bad and the BT good, but they found their way across the
creek and into CU grad student housing all the same.  They had little
trouble locating the map concealed inside a box in the wall on the
second level of pauper housing and appreciated a random act of kindness
in the form of a small bottle of water.  We'll try not to let that
happen again.  I heard little from the pack about the next section,
though apparently Toukan (unnamed) enjoyed a CB 1 in the first parking
garage, which much of the pack skipped.  I would also suppose that the
FRBs, led by OD (unnamed), enjoyed the 3 blocks of Pearl Street Mall
which they had to run twice on a countback.  The hares enjoyed the
sight, anyhow, as they sat in the window of Ben and Jerry's and watched
the barking, whimpering hounds turn heel and skitter off.  Cummy Pinko
managed to avoid most of the CB, and indeed skipped parking garage #2,
favoring a stiff drink and some cosmic bathroom poetry in the bus
station below.  Reports suggest that she managed to dodge all CB's but
1, though she had trouble tracing a YBF with 20 powders spaced 10 feet
apart back to its source.  The trail led the pack toward Boulder High,
then sharply north through Central Park, across Boulder Creek again and
straight across Broadway to the Senior Citizen highrise on Arapahoe,
where a nice elderly woman who Deep had befriended on the way through
directed Toukan (unnamed) and Swedish Eatballs into the passcard-secured
building.  They searched for maps amongst notices of bingo and
advertisements for a screening of Gunga Din, then exited the building
and wandered across the parking lot to Schweeb's (unnamed) balcony beer
check.  Schweeb (unnamed) provided food as the hares set off to lay the
rest of the trail, which they did in good form, around the scenic
Boulder Library, west along Canyon, and across into a nice neighborhood
around Pearl and the single digit cross streets.  This is where the pack
encountered the highlight of the trail, and perhaps of Deep's young
haring career: a ten-pound DP formed from an entire traffic circle.  OD
(unnamed) made a mess of the thing, and Cummy Pinko left a scolding
note, but the hounds pressed on, puzzling out a CB -1, and curving
around and up into the Red Rocks section of Boulder Mountain Parks,
where the hares had mercifully ended the trail in a small glen behind
the rocks themselves.  Freudian Slut graciously cleared a boob check
next to the finish (an act she would reenact for the pack during down
downs... she is not one to slight her fellow halfminds).  Down-downs
went quite well, with a complex web of sponsoring for the four virgins
in attendance.  Cummy Pinko delivered the guest sermon she had found as
cosmic poetry in the bus station.  We were also graced with the return
of the award by Dr. Dripdick, which was passed on to Eatballs for some
studly or shitty act.  It was also good to meet "Squbed" (Squishy
Squirmy Squirt?), who Zola Budded the second half of trail, in socks. 
Puss in Boots, as always, was prominent featured in the ceremonies.

Next hash will be hared by Cheese 'n' Whackaroni and Swedish Eatballs,
July 21.  Check out BFHHH at www.egroups.com, and set your member name
if you have one.

On-on,
Deep