Under the Influence of a Dark Side Pre-lube Homer and Digger enjoy a bit of a growler donated by Stroke Alone. |
Also under the Dark Side influence is an excited Cock-a-Leeky. |
Digger calls our virgins, Ravel and Jessica, to introduce themselves. |
The Hare explains his, hard to read, trail marks in the grass: Nothing fancy. He got help from Lovely Lady Bush, who then ran off to set the Salt Spring Island Hash litterly leaving Blue holding the bag. "Oh, and you might get your feet wet." |
Runners head off in the urban sprall of North Oak Bay. |
Boomerang encouraged to keep up. |
Someone must have taken exception to a circle in flour. I wonder what they would do to a circle in a corn field? |
Homer finds a house with just a few impatiens and begonias. |
Some Bitchy C' just has to get a selfy, with Homer all, "Oooh! A selfy!" |
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The Felmings are snowbird living and maintaining another property in the United States. |
Homer running along Bowker Creek, wondering when we'll be getting our feet wet. |
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Another watery sky in the Bowker. We reach our first culvert, or bridge. |
A prelude to the graffiti to come. |
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Having followed Stroke, to his surprise Homer discovers that we really are on trail. |
We break though in to a green jungle. |
It's hard to get lost in a tunnel. |
What Bowker Creek would look like if when it's not in culverts. |
See! Oak Bay actuall has a jungle. |
Stroke enjoying the cool water. |
Dikkus finds a soccer ball. |
Dikkus Single Hump Wondering if his ball came from the adjacent field. |
Another secret path to take down into Bowker Creek. . |
With a warning to cling to the fence, The Hare leads the way. |
The Hare's keeping an eye out, probably not wanting to miss the chance to witness a boke. Fortunately none happened. |
This is as close as Oak Bay gets to having a jungle. |
Lots of blackberry blossoms bode well for lots of fruit down here. |
Speaking of fruit, Double Hump's culinary skills might gives him an advantage with what to do with local blackberries. |
On into another set of culverts. |
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Well, it's been such a long time since the CRRAP had a bhash, we were bound to come across one of their bikes as a potential archeological find.
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Cock-a-leeky braving the closest think Oak Bay has to the dingy waters of the Ganges. Actually it's relatively clean. |
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Post BC, Digger calls the rabble to circle-up. Double Hump starts looking for the Hare. |
Keeping the RA waiting the Hare is calling in the reservation for on-afters. He has a keg of beer in the back of his car for the Salt Spring VH3 hash. This newly 'doomed' member of the Dark Side Junta has his priorities right! Food and Drink. |
The Hare's trail is judged. I think Cock-a-Leekie is rating it a 3. May be her toes got cold. Mine did, but I hardly noticed. |
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Our virgins, Just Jessica and Just Revel get a down-down, and say they will return. |
After reassured that the punishment isn't creek water, they took their punishment like real hashers. |
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For getting all our feet wet, and perhaps even as an honour, Blue Balls gets to drink from The Bed Pan, and read its
Beer Prayer. On On! |