Hares: BW and PBR
Hounds: Dip, Cumbag, Poopy, Puff, Tina, Sinnabar, NBA, PCP, Mary Tyler Whore, nnChris
It's hard to screw up a Chishom Creek Park trail, but it seems to have been done by the Dynamic Doodoo, oops, Duo. We should have known we were doomed when, during chalk talk, we were introduced to a DOLN, which stood for Dumb Odiferous Licking Near, or Disgustingly Odd Licentiousness Near, or Dead Oompa Loompa Near, or something like that. We were also informed that the first half of trail would be laid by PBR, and the second half by BW. Two half-minds laying a half-assed trail.
PBR did a so-so job on the first half of trail, with the highlight of his accomplishments being leading us through a tick- and poison-ivy infested field. Beer Near was in the woods that inspired L. Frank Baum to write the Tin Woodsman scene from the "Wizard of Oz", with the gnarled trees throwing objects at us as we passed through the poison ivy. Only in the book it was tasty apples, and for us it was blood-sucking ticks.
BW took off to lay the second half of this shit-eating trail. The only problem with this was that this was BW's first time in the park, and he had no clue how to get through this part of the park and end up back at the start. The first 100 feet were done very well; however, we soon entered the Crap Phase of the trail. We came to the banks of the stagnant creek where we can only assume the hare got lost. Trail turned back around and wound through parts of the park that only rodents have been in, since the overgrowth was too thick even for deer. We managed to hack our way out of this jungle only to find out that we were only about 10 feet from where we entered the trail to begin with.