Chris Erskine: Hikers hit the hills, then toast at a blue-collar bar
Leadership certainly has its drawbacks. Just look what Hawkeye and Trapper did to Henry Blake on "MASH."
That's why leading the Happy Hour Hiking Club is such a dubious distinction. A collection of Times readers, illiterates, malcontents and goofballs, the club meets once a month for hiking and hydration.
"It's a drinking club with a hiking problem," one of the mouthier malcontents once explained.
That could become our motto. If we ever adopt a motto. As clubs go, we don't fuss over
