What did we do to deserve this?

First birds on the hash?

We knew we were in for a rough afternoon when we saw hare Sex Sprinter return from his lay a little after 4 pm. He looked like something the cat dragged in. In fact the first half of the run proved fairly pleasant, looping down along the west side of the hill. But then we turned into the underbrush and started up the nasty east side. Between the rain, the mud, and the gloom it took a real effort just to stay on paper. At least it kept the pack together, with most everyone coming in between 1:10 and 1:15. Thanks to Sex Sprinter for stepping up at short notice but this is a GPS track that I think we'll lock up in the vaults, just to be sure nobody ever tries it again.

For a run just 5.6km long, this one definitely had a few why-am-I-doing-this? moments.