Flatlander wankers,

Winter pickup hashes are always tenuous things, because it
takes so much coaxing, begging and pleading to gain critical
mass.  Fortunately, critical mass is about 5, and we managed
to accumulate 6 randy hounds by hash time (shifted 30
minutes from real time).  The non-walking veteran Flatlander
hares drew straws.  Deep got the first hare, while Freudian
drew the shit.  Pukie got nothing.  Cum Silent walked with
wee Cum Slut and Pyro and Spitz.cum rounded out the pack. 
Bird Man stopped by for a visit but didn't stay.

Deep took off from Settler's park, tucked underneath the
south side of Red Rocks at the mouth of Boulder Canyon, and
headed uncharacteristically uphill.  Some say it was a
momentary lapse of reason brought on by the lack of alcohol
in his system, others that he's just a total farkin'
bastard, but whatever you say about Deep, the fact remains
that his trail wound its way up to a saddle behind Red
Rocks, then down the far side with a sneaky TT arrow.  A
ditch and trail system alternately guided the path down to
Mapleton, where it turned abruptly eastward into the
Mapleton slums.  Surprised that the pack wasn't nipping at
his hairy heels and wondering where Cum Silent and Cum Slut
were, Deep slowed down a bit and laid some nice long
meandering bad trails through alleys and ditches.  Turn on
powders were frequent, and the terrain pleasant, as his
powder finally expired at about 4th and Spruce, conveniently
at a mini-park with a bench.  The shit eventually showed up
to resupply Deep for the return trip, and he set off once
more.  Not 300 meters from the resupply point, Deep
encountered the Cum duo, and taunted Cum Silent by scribing
a DP in the path of Cum Slut's carriage, just out of reach. 
Though Cum Silent considered taking his chances with Child
Welfare, he stayed with his charge and Deep shuffled off
into an alley.  His bad trails were ambitious, and the pack
soon sighted him.  A quick adjustment to a formerly bad
trail sprung Deep across Canyon, but Pyro closed and
eventually nabbed him on a bike path nearby.  Pyro led the
pack back to 9th, then to the south side of Boulder Creek,
then back up to Eben G Fine park, where the pack ditched him
in favor of beer at the start.  Pyro eventually wandered in,
DFL.

The pack retired to Hash House I, in the typical winter
fashion, and commenced a rowdy set of down-downs (for 6
hashers).  Ales were consumed and songs sung.  As soon as
Pyro and Spitz took off, Blowsis and the Beav showed up to
assist with on-afters.

Next hash will be hared by Shit and Chacockqua on Sat 12/28
at 2pm.

On-on,
Deep