Hare: Leapfrog, sort of
On On: Bilgoman pool, sort of
There was no actual run, instead we met to swim. Bilgoman being Bilgoman, I was shivering just looking at it. Most ventured in. I was not part of that most, having had enough of that particular pool when being thrown in by nuns in my childhood. But enough of my personal trauma, my kidlings all jumped in for a splash, as did the rest of the Hash youngsters. There was some serious lap-swimming done, and statistically speaking at least one Hasher peed in the pool (just kidding…most probably did).
Hashers then picnickered or bbqed, and it was very much a social day. Proceeds for the dayof $100 were donated to Wings of Love (from memory–do please correct me if I am wrong), a charity that assists people who are very ill travel to visit family (please also help me correct this, if it is not quite accurate).