Title: A Dozen for a dozen
Location: Behind Ranch 99 in Mountain View, i.e. where most of my trails start (the cops only come to behind Nob Hill, this is safely away from that guy with the flashlight and the police on speed dial). http://goo.gl/maps/vWsJ2 (Coordinates: 37.377208,-122.077258)
Time: Thursday September 26th 6:30
Description:
What would it look like if a gimpy Rong Man Hole hared a trail?
I know what you're thinking: "It'd still be longer than I care to run through poison oak while hobos chuck rocks at me." BUT NO! You'd be wrong! Because a gimpy Rong Man Hole has no patience for carefully laid trails of doom. So here is the plan: on the occasion of my dozenth haring there will be a dozen beer checks. In honor of Oktoberfest (does Skank know it's September?) each beer check will be stocked with different beer (some of which might even be German, maybe). And if you've thought "I wonder how long that asshole's trails would be if they included 12 beer checks," let me assure you that it won't be excessively long (true trail will be less than 8km, which I think is 5 miles for you imperialists) and I might even leave an escape route for those with a weak liver.
Dogs, sure, strollers, sure, wheel chairs, sure, beer, sure.
- Rong Man Hole