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 27th Run Trash 

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March 22, 2003
1:30 PM at Lou's Saloon
Weather: Soggy but warm
Hares: Reguladores

KDs. Donque Joto, Rim Raider, and Just Dave (his second Run)

So there I was,

Still out of breath from the high speed run from Austin in the Golden Nectar Mobile....all of it in the rain. It would have been faster except for the 93mph governor.

With all the usually suspects out of town to see GAUM and TEKILLYA consumate their marriage, I was hoping that a few of the folks I invited out would not be put off by the wet weather. Fortunantly, as I was bending over with my ass exposed, none other than DONQUE JOTO should appeared out of the drizzle with a beer in hand and a wide grin on his face.  Leave it to him to pop up when asses are out. About this time, JUST DAVE scoots in his Suzuki Sport Bike. Following registration, we loaded up on BBQ and deliberate on the best route to take for the run. Then we pulled our condoms (aka Rain Suits) on and headed to our scooters in a down pour. DONQUE, being the JOTO that he is, decided to chariot ride instead instead of strapping his go fast beast on. Seems that there was more beer to be had in the truck, On-her!, than on his bike (he later confessed that he was scared of getting wet). So who would be the wiser and dryer at the end of the run? Only time, and beer, would tell.

The beer gods must have been smiling on the half-minds brave or crazy, depending on your point of view, enough to strap their scooters between their legs. As JUST DAVE on his crotch rocket and I on my cruizer headed (who said head) out, the heavens opened and a ray of sunshine fell upon us, illuminating the way we should follow and clearing the rain from our path. Was this divine guidance to help us find the beer, or a nasty YBF the the flounder, Wrong Irreverend GAYLORD FOCKER prayed them into doing. In an effort to keep the gods happy and stay dry, up our favorite street we rode, past all the whores working, rain or shine, to our first stop at Frenzies. Here we met up with DJ again and mulled things over. Go to Mathis or down town first? To keep the blessings from the beer gods cumming, the three of us had our pictures taken in front a Miller Lite Sign, and the gods responded by lifting the rain from our patch of highway and clearing the way before us in our race to the next beer.

Trail took us out past Five Points and through some of our favorite roads on the way Wilderness RV by Lake Corpus Christi. Along the way, we blew out our carbs, waved at the cows and enjoyed the blooming Blue Bonnetts. They really make you want to pull over and go frolliking like a fairy to...opps...errr...and admire the new Miller Lite logo...yeah! After acting like dirt bikes and travering a muddy road into and out of the park, we head (who said head) back to C2 straight to our favorite biker friendly bar, Knuckleheads! Because time was running late, the roads were drying out and clouds were on the horizon, we opted to travel on I-37, at triple digit speeds that only Donque Joto and those on crotch rockets luv. I, of course, was white knuckled and hanging on to the handlebars like it was my dick in my hand and had just pissed off Loraina Bobbett.

After a brief stop at Knuckleheads, the awsome hasher owned bike friendly bar, we headed over the bridge to the Blue Marlin, collected our Reguldores coozy and then made another high speed run to the HD shop for the last stop. Then, with rain starting to splatter down like Johnny Wad cumming, it was around the block and back in to the On-Start for some more BBQ, beer, and fun with the band Satisfaction. The lead singer was scarily like Mick (I'm gay) Jagar. GAYLORD, GUAM (yeah he's married now but still gay) and CHEMO would have been real hard and beating off, oops, it would have been real hard beating them off this dude. The band sounded just like the Stones (no shit!). Afterwards, DONQUE had the band and us head down to Dr. Rockits for the On-After filled with fun.

Here's to the beer gods and their divine intervention allowing the day to be a successful adventure! Hope the they shined on Guam and Tekillya's wedding as well!

On On

Rim Raider