2025 Lake Hartwell rego (9/19-9/21)
Posted: Tue Aug 26, 2025 2:44 pm
Surly's poetic af post from Facebook and details previously posted are below. See ya there!!
https://docs.google.com/forms/d/e/1FAIp ... 0467388561
Black sheep H3 presents the 2025 Hartwell campout! Shenanigans will commence 9/19-9/21* and Oops has been busy trying on speedos (he’ll be doing so in changing rooms from here on out, that got really awkward).
Your lead chefs for the weekend will be Jackass, Lawn Cut and Deposit Slit plus your traditional Saturday breakfast hosted by Pussy Pilot. Dribbles will be providing the beer! Expect Surly to post the rego and more info soon, but if you’d like to assist with a meal (sides, etc) contact Deposit.
Shooting star will be hosted by ChinChin & Dr. Bombardier - get ready for Sexy Cowboys, bring your best Western gear
As a side note, Dribbles says there are open dates for haring Black Sheep and he would just love someone to fill his holes!!!!!!! Those dates are 9/7, 10/5, 11/16, 11/30, and 12/28. Please fill his holes.
On On
* remember to contact the hosts if you would like to come early or stay late - people who stay past noon on Sunday must clean up and pack out all trash generated Sunday afternoon
From Surly:
BSH3 #931 9/19-9/21 Lake Hartwell Campout
It’s that time of year again, folks. Time to eat, drink, run, float, and camp with your friends. So pull up a camp chair, crack open your favorite frosty beverage, and try to decipher what your experience could be….
It was Friday when the beers began to take hold. The hare barreled down the glowing trails like a four-legged cannonball, ears flapping, foam spraying from a half-crushed can clenched between his teeth. The FRB was right behind, deranged and wide-eyed, sprinting on all fours like some coked-up track star, while the rest of the hounds stumbled along in a daze, paws slapping the moss that pulsed and shimmered as though the whole ground was alive and laughing. Forest creatures emerged from the bark, grinning wildly as they poured shots straight from bottles that seemed older than time. Every step on that trail felt like it might collapse into another beermension.
Back at the lake, the night went sideways. Casseroles!!! Absurd monstrosities erupting from the fire, vomiting molten cheese across the campsite. Sausages shot into the air like fireworks, sizzling as they arced overhead before landing neatly on plates. Beans burst upward in slow motion, hanging like a constellation of edible planets before drifting back into open mouths. Black Sheepers ate with giddy abandon; every forkful sparking new flavors that twisted and changed before they even swallowed. The fire burned strange colors, the stars spiraled in rhythm, and every clink of a beer can sounded like the ringing of some holy bell. By the end, bellies swollen and spirits buzzing, they toasted to the trails, the lake, and the delirious magic of the island; fully aware that reality itself might not forgive them for such indulgence.
Saturday, the island trail was no less insane. Sunlight hit the mossy ground and lit it up like a runway at some deranged amusement park. The FRBs tore ahead in a blur, hooves pounding out a rhythm that echoed through the trees, while the hares darted between roots like lunatics on roller skates. The hounds lumbered behind, tongues lolling, drifting along like tourists on vacation; unfazed by the madness spinning around them. Birds squawked like hecklers from the branches, lizards waved tiny flags as though it were some grand race, and the whole forest leaned in with a conspiratorial grin. It wasn’t just another Black Sheep Lake Hartwell Hash; it was pure joy, a private carnival trail run on an island that seemed alive, watching, and absolutely in on the fun.
More details:
Your lead chefs for the weekend will be Jackass, Lawn Cut and Deposit Slit plus your traditional Saturday breakfast hosted by Pussy Pilot. If you’d like to assist with a meal (sides, etc) contact Deposit.
BSH3 will be providing the beer and food
You may be assigned a job, please be prompt.
There will be a SOCO hash Friday night.
Shooting star will be hosted by ChinChin & Dr. Bombardier
Black Sheep trail will be Saturday 9/20. More details to follow.
Please bring a reusable bottle of water for trail.
Please contact the hosts if you would like to come early or stay late - people who stay past noon on Sunday must clean up and pack out all trash generated Sunday afternoon
https://docs.google.com/forms/d/e/1FAIp ... 0467388561
Black sheep H3 presents the 2025 Hartwell campout! Shenanigans will commence 9/19-9/21* and Oops has been busy trying on speedos (he’ll be doing so in changing rooms from here on out, that got really awkward).
Your lead chefs for the weekend will be Jackass, Lawn Cut and Deposit Slit plus your traditional Saturday breakfast hosted by Pussy Pilot. Dribbles will be providing the beer! Expect Surly to post the rego and more info soon, but if you’d like to assist with a meal (sides, etc) contact Deposit.
Shooting star will be hosted by ChinChin & Dr. Bombardier - get ready for Sexy Cowboys, bring your best Western gear
As a side note, Dribbles says there are open dates for haring Black Sheep and he would just love someone to fill his holes!!!!!!! Those dates are 9/7, 10/5, 11/16, 11/30, and 12/28. Please fill his holes.
On On
* remember to contact the hosts if you would like to come early or stay late - people who stay past noon on Sunday must clean up and pack out all trash generated Sunday afternoon
From Surly:
BSH3 #931 9/19-9/21 Lake Hartwell Campout
It’s that time of year again, folks. Time to eat, drink, run, float, and camp with your friends. So pull up a camp chair, crack open your favorite frosty beverage, and try to decipher what your experience could be….
It was Friday when the beers began to take hold. The hare barreled down the glowing trails like a four-legged cannonball, ears flapping, foam spraying from a half-crushed can clenched between his teeth. The FRB was right behind, deranged and wide-eyed, sprinting on all fours like some coked-up track star, while the rest of the hounds stumbled along in a daze, paws slapping the moss that pulsed and shimmered as though the whole ground was alive and laughing. Forest creatures emerged from the bark, grinning wildly as they poured shots straight from bottles that seemed older than time. Every step on that trail felt like it might collapse into another beermension.
Back at the lake, the night went sideways. Casseroles!!! Absurd monstrosities erupting from the fire, vomiting molten cheese across the campsite. Sausages shot into the air like fireworks, sizzling as they arced overhead before landing neatly on plates. Beans burst upward in slow motion, hanging like a constellation of edible planets before drifting back into open mouths. Black Sheepers ate with giddy abandon; every forkful sparking new flavors that twisted and changed before they even swallowed. The fire burned strange colors, the stars spiraled in rhythm, and every clink of a beer can sounded like the ringing of some holy bell. By the end, bellies swollen and spirits buzzing, they toasted to the trails, the lake, and the delirious magic of the island; fully aware that reality itself might not forgive them for such indulgence.
Saturday, the island trail was no less insane. Sunlight hit the mossy ground and lit it up like a runway at some deranged amusement park. The FRBs tore ahead in a blur, hooves pounding out a rhythm that echoed through the trees, while the hares darted between roots like lunatics on roller skates. The hounds lumbered behind, tongues lolling, drifting along like tourists on vacation; unfazed by the madness spinning around them. Birds squawked like hecklers from the branches, lizards waved tiny flags as though it were some grand race, and the whole forest leaned in with a conspiratorial grin. It wasn’t just another Black Sheep Lake Hartwell Hash; it was pure joy, a private carnival trail run on an island that seemed alive, watching, and absolutely in on the fun.
More details:
Your lead chefs for the weekend will be Jackass, Lawn Cut and Deposit Slit plus your traditional Saturday breakfast hosted by Pussy Pilot. If you’d like to assist with a meal (sides, etc) contact Deposit.
BSH3 will be providing the beer and food
You may be assigned a job, please be prompt.
There will be a SOCO hash Friday night.
Shooting star will be hosted by ChinChin & Dr. Bombardier
Black Sheep trail will be Saturday 9/20. More details to follow.
Please bring a reusable bottle of water for trail.
Please contact the hosts if you would like to come early or stay late - people who stay past noon on Sunday must clean up and pack out all trash generated Sunday afternoon