Run #1360 - The Biggest Collection of Turkeys West of Toronto

October 8, 2007

Hares: Knobslinger & Left Bun
Where: Knobby-Bun's Palace, 57 Edgeridge Close NW
On-In: Stranger & Sexcellent's Shack, 127 Hawkstone Place NW
Big Rock: BYOBR
Attendance: 41

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It was perhaps the biggest collection of turkeys west of Toronto. Or since the latest Stamps' team photo. Or possibly since disgraced U.S. sprinter-drug cheat-pathological liar Marion Jones looked in the mirror.

The hash turkeys flocked to Left Bun's and Knobby's NW Calgary home on a sun-kissed fall Thanksgiving afternoon — the morning's chilly rain a somewhat-dim memory — to wander up and down hills, through ravines and wherever else the lengthy, lengthy trail took them.

There were no beer re-groups, except for one specially made for Green Riders' fans — that means you, Sucks — in the middle of Country Hills Boulevard, or possibly not.

The co-hares fooled long-time beer hounds Hardly and Skewbic, who figured there may be beer anyway at the infamous gazebo, often used as a hash beer-drinking location. But no such luck.

So hashers huffed and puffed through the trail, all as a prelude for the scrumptious, delicious Turkey Day dinner at Stranger and Sexcellent's house. It was indeed a day to give thanks. For instance:

• Skewbic was thankful that his one-year sentence, er, term as RA was mercifully drawing to a close. The Horned One turned minimalist in his final RA hours, eschewing the infamous horns and tacky jacket and even the Magic Chicken. Just the facts, ma'am, just the facts — and let's get business done. And it was.
   
• Beer Acolyte Clueless, the hottest BA in Western Canada and the Northwest Territories, poured beer with her usual aplomb — all while thinking about a possible ascendancy to the RA throne. She tried to keep the jitters and butterflies inside, and not let it affect her beer-pouring skills. Well done.
   
• The dinner hosts were thankful that Thanksgiving and the Grey Cup only come once a year each. So with tons of food eaten and oodles of beer drunk, the countdown to Grey Cup begins — chances are, without the Stamps, of course.

  

• Knobby's always thankful it's football season, even if the Stamps were sinking faster than a proverbial box of rocks. There's always the NFL.
   
• Cheap Whine was glad Dark Wing Duck Airlines has a late-evening, non-stop flight from Calgary to Toronto, so she could partake in hash festivities before heading to her sister's wedding in Hogtown. She was having so much fun, she didn't have time to take a shower before getting on the plane, not that her seatmates probably would mind all that much.
   
• Fourgasm was thankful for getting such a lovely name, and being able to experience her first run with it. She was also happy it wasn't Fivegasm or Sixgasm or Sevengasm, or something silly such as that.
   
• New hasher Darcy, who has the misfortune of being a friend of Cheap Whine, was thankful that she wasn't completely horrified by her first hash experience. Maybe she'll even return.
   
• Sucks, who blew off the run for something to do with preparing a non-hash turkey, was most thankful there weren't more strawberries to clean and slice. He actually managed to perform the task without whacking off any of his fingers.
   
• The always-stylish Snow Plow the Fashion Maven was thankful she could pull off wearing some sort of pink terry-cloth-like, bathrobe-looking sweater that allegedly cost $40. She was also thankful to be celebrating Thanksgiving in Canada, since that holiday doesn't make the Bulgarian calendar.
   
• Big Country was just thankful that Left Bun and Knobby agreed to serve as co-hares. It would have looked pretty silly not to have a hash on Thanksgiving, even if BC is American and isn't really up on customs in the Great Big North.
   
• On a serious note, there was a toast to Kawky — mostly just because.
   

Happy Thanksgiving to one and all.

ON ON!
Duke of Hurl

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