This was the annual Azalea Run, hared as usual by Man Magnet.
Obviously we all know where the trial has to get to eventually, but our hare led us astray very effectively by some devious false trails. I found myself in the company of a few FRBs orbiting around the Isabella Plantation in some sort of endless loop, before we finally homed in on the regroup point for our group photo amongst the azaleas.
The return trail was just as devious with a tricky back check on the way out of the plantation. But eventuality we all got the drink stop near the park gate for some excellent wine, accompanied by a feast that Mad Cow or Butt Plug would have been proud of.
The trail as shown here is only an approximation of what the hare actually set, due to the tricky bits mentioned above. Azalea trail
After the usual down-downs our RA for the day, Mad Cow, performed a naming ceremony for the hasher now known as Breast Stroke. (Sorry, I missed the incident/comment that resulted in this choice of name). See photos for a video of her naming ceremony.