There were plenty of fish-hooks on the trail. Tampa had suggested 5 to go back, but the number seemed to vary wildly until at one point it seemed that the entire pack had back-tracked. Hole-in-one and I, Bollards, had fun pretending to have shoe-lace issues, although in her case it was more often that not true, and of course, I was required for balance as she stood on one leg to attend to errant elasticated laces. Suffice to say, we managed to avoid all but the last fish-hook employing this tactic.
PP secretly bought her supply of pegs and handed them around the hash to confuse Speedy. It worked - for a while. We tried to persuade him that we had found several on trail, being those lost on previous hashes - he was having none of it. By the end of the hash, more people were wearing pegs than weren't. I just hope that PP got them all back, although it would be a good excuse not to do any washing this week.
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