Hashers,

For those of you who weren't there last Friday night, here's a recap.

The pack gathered at a Louisville Elementary School at hash time. 
Costumes ranged from elaborate (Freudian's The Human "G" Gnome,
Pukahontas' Pukahontas, Cummy's Gorbachev, Deep's Higgins) to token
(Chacockua's daughter's doggie, Nuts' rad scientist) to missing
(Half-Cock's "I had a costume but I left it at home").  After 30 minutes
of whining about how lame the rest of the hash was, the hares were sent
off to scrawl an anti-anthraxial chalk trail for the hapless hounds, who
slowly picked their way along the twisting path in near darkness.  The
turn on chalks were particularly brutal, though each street crossing
sent the pack wandering off trail.  It was decided that this was more an
issue of darkness than chalk over flour, and as twilight faded to night,
the trail became easier to pick up.  Daylight chalk may do the trick. 
The trail looped over toward Via Appia, by Two Holes' house and
roommate, into open space, then back out to Via Appia, where a map
devilishly concealed in plain view on a nearby fence directed the hounds
up a low, long hill.  A turn on chalk followed by a general
downward-tending trail led into a somewhat mysterious ditch/bike path
system, which stymied the pack first with a lack of marks, then a sort
of aquaduct which appeared to be the site of a chalk-moster massacre. 
Bits of chalk were smeared everywhere, but no DPs were to be found.  We
found out later that this was Pukahontas' first attempt at laying a CB. 
The pack navigated this obstacle and looped back to the start to
complete the A-A loop.

Down-downs were conducted at Hash House II in Broomfield.  Many songs
were sung, and more beers were consumed than last time, which wasn't
many.  Presents were lavished upon the lucky hashers who showed up, and
everyone who didn't were disparaged mercilessly.  There were no virgins,
and no namings to note.  On-afters continued at Deep's place.

Next hash will be a week from SATURDAY, hared by Cum Silent, who should
be back from keeping our rural airports safe.  Somehow, P2H4 (Pikes
Peak) got onto our same Saturday schedule, despite my conscious efforts
to avoid such conflicts.  As we haven't had many P2H4 appearances at
Flatlander events, and no confirmed Flatlander appearances at P2H4
events, I'm not overly concerned.  We will be on a Saturday schedule
until daylight savings in the Spring, unless someone feels the need to
hare a Friday night hash.

On-on,
Deep