Happy Spring!

       That was the only good event that transpired this past week though. Dog Breath stumbled off a aeroplane Monday, updated Google maps after arriving back to his Prunetucky hovel and mapped out a trail while under the influence of an illicit substance. That’s my guess as to how we ended up being dragged through the mud of Pogonip last Thursday. As it turns out, the hills and mud were the LEAST of our concerns. As we stumbled in the darkness down through Wagner Grove, we found the place resembled the Santa Cruz Mountain in the last 1800’s; trees were down all over the damn place. It’s nothing short of a miracle that no one either broke a leg climbing under and/or over one or, worse yet, was crushed a they dislodged one climbing over it.  Almost no one escaped without a dirty scar from this section of trail. Just another reason Dog Breath has 300 hashes with us but a paltry 3 harings. Let’s keep it at that number, what do ya say?

       Next week we will supposedly be in Capitola inside Zelda’s. I don’t know why co-hares Occasional Rapist and TIMMY!! would do this to us but then again they’re only hashers, I should expect no better I guess.

      Personal note to Pussy Wood, no one else need bother read it. I trust my Flash-Trash will assist you in preparing your next lame attempt at Scribing. I’d say feel free to abscond with whatever will help you but by now it’s obvious you’d steal a dog’s hind leg given the chance so I assume I need not give you permission.

       Everyone also has my permission to torture yourself by viewing the Flash for Trail 902. Personally, I’d suggest waiting till Monday, I don’t want you complaining to me that viewing the pictures gave you nightmares.