Following the Husky Hunt and a long night’s sleep, my feet hurt, my head aches and my body longs for its pre-Hunt state. But that’s all OK because I knew what I was signing up for – a 24-hour scavenger hunt. What I wasn’t anticipating, however, was the inattention to crucial details that marred the Husky Hunt.

Never mind the misspellings on the list of clues, the vague riddles and the useless text messages, I was most concerned with the Resident Student Association’s (RSA) negligence of safety and common sense. Supplying bikes was a great addition to the Hunt, but bikes without any safety reflectors or locks could have potentially led to more problems than solutions. One challenge ordered each team captain and three team members to the Fens at 6 a.m. Saturday. Upon arrival, the foursome wandered aimlessly until finally finding RSA members at the baseball field; there were no Northeastern Division of Public Saftey officers and no extra protection whatsoever. And the weather? While I can’t fault RSA for the forecast, I can wonder why little was done to accommodate the remnants of the hurricane that hit Boston Saturday.

When my team finally got shelter from the storm, we faced more obstacles. Uploading pictures to Webshots was slow and frustrating; the inability to change tags and order pictures in an album only emphasizes the poor choice of website.

But, in the end, my biggest complaint is RSA’s lack of heart. My team captain partook in last year’s Hunt and she couldn’t help but marvel at the lessened quality of this year’s event. There were fewer things to find, no items to collect, re-used clues and an overall indifference from our so-called “help.” RSA, if you’re going to take on an event of this magnitude, do it right, or don’t do it at all.

– Molly Candon is a sophomore economics major.