As I reported earlier this month, The Man in the Moon kindly agreed to The All Hallows Society’s request that he provide a full moon for Halloween. He actually did them one better and blessed us with a full moon for this entire week.
Needless to say, that has made Maine’s Werewolf population howl with delight. Maine’s Werewolf packs have been running for the past three nights to prepare for this years’ Halloween Howler. And guess who’s been invited to join the festivities?
This guy in the running toga with be lacing up his sneakers and joining Maine’s largest Werewolf pack as it runs the entire perimeter of the state before heading inland to sprint through the best forests Maine has to offer.
The fun begins at midnight when Halloween officially begins.
“The Halloween Howler is a tradition I started a few years ago when Maine’s Werewolf population was dwindling, and I wanted to raise the pack’s spirits,” Gary Lincoln, the Leader of the Pack explained to his Modern Philosopher as we both stretched to prepare for tonight’s run. “I thought that if people saw and heard us running from one end of the state to the other, howling at the moon, and just enjoying our freedom, they would be intrigued and want to join the pack.”
While the earliest Halloween Howlers didn’t bring Gary many new recruits, it certainly helped the morale of the pack. “As you well know, Austin, running is the best therapy. Even though my fellow Werewolves were depressed because they knew we were on the path to extinction, the camaraderie and pure joy from running with the wind to celebrate Halloween raised our spirits.”
Maine’s Werewolves have since been removed from the endangered species list. There are now three Werewolf packs in the state, and Mainers continue to volunteer to be bitten so that they can join the ranks.
Even though I repeatedly decline Gary’s invitation to join his pack, I support Maine’s Werewolves unconditionally. I’m still working on being a better human, and I don’t feel I’ve earned the right to howl at the moon every month.
But I was honored to be invited on tonight’s run, and would not miss it for the world. This is the first time the Halloween Howler has actually been held on Halloween. So let me give another huge shout out to The Man in the Moon for making this possible.
I don’t know how far I’m going to be able to run tonight, even with Gary promising to maintain a steady pace to keep me company. I don’t want to hold him back on his special night, so I’m just going to run until I drop, and then ride along in the Pack Van until I’m ready to run again.
If you live in Maine, feel free to howl along when you hear the Werewolves celebrating their favorite holiday. I know this will be a run I’ll never forget…