Sunday, November 26, 2017

Wet! Wet! Wet! (and that was just the beer!)

Yesterday's runs as laid although neither of them actually got completely set before the off as both long and short run hares ran out of paper in the morning in the attempt to lay enough for it not to be washed away by the rain. The short run got completed by Only a Yolk just in time as she only narrowly avoided being caught by the front of the short run pack who made it to the beer stop in about 40 minutes although the last runners to get there were a good 30 minutes behind them. To their credit, all of them except the injured Julie then completed the run with Curry in a Hurry taking the shreddy bag home and completing the trail from where the paper had run out just short of the tidal section of the two runs, but by then everybody had wet feet anyway.

Meanwhile the long run made their way across Kao Lam and the first runners arrived at the beer stop in exactly one hour with most of the remainder arriving in the next 15 minutes or so. Thereafter, the Thais followed the paper home while the farangs steadfastly waited at the beer stop for the one missing runner, Conebrain, eventually persuading the hare to abandon his post and take them all back to the runsite instead. To his credit, Conebrain had followed the instructions and the paper and must have arrived at the erstwhile beer stop not long after it had departed and then did what any sensible person would have done in the first place and followed the road, eventually stumbling upon a friendly local who obligingly took him to Tung Jaeng on his motorbike. For the record, the long run for those who went all the way was 7k including the 5 false trails and the total ascent was about 250m with the highest point  at 195m Those who chose to take the truck back did less than 6k all in, so no complaints about over-long runs before parties please! The short run was 4.1k and made 4 river crossings - hence the wet feet and barely made it over 50m from a starting point of 19m.

A rather rowdy and very wet circle followed which successfully named 3 new hashers, some of whom have been coming to the hash for more years than the GM. There were then a slew of mugs and T shirts to award including the GM herself for her 100th run topped off by Chao Ngor (800) and Buk Toy (1100) getting their long service awards. In an effort to get everybody inside out of the rain, the afternoon's sinners were reprieved and the circle's glowing eulogy for the hares efforts in setting the runs in less than stellar conditions was cut off in its prime. Such is life.

A party followed of which reports are still appearing on other organs of the hash and of which photographs on this blog would be welcome, preferably involving people making complete fools of themselves. Thanks to lots of people for making it a great day. Particularly to Curry in a Hurry for his generous sponsorship of the T shirts, the sizes and quantities of which, for once,  we got almost completely right, to Dung Beetle for having the sense to turn round and come back  rather than getting lost again and to Conebrain for following the instructions to FOLLOW THE PAPER! even if the paper didn't actually lead him home (now who forgot to break the last check then?). But most of all thanks to Jeow and her staff at Tung Jaeng for letting us behave badly and keep them up to past midnight and providing us with another brilliant buffet and also keeping us in beer until our capacity to consume it ran out, at prices that would make the Beer Butch weep.

So like the T shirt says: On On to 2000!

3 comments:

  1. It's hard to describe how surreal it felt to fly down from the sunny north to a world of torrential rain and darkness and a bunch of idiots sloshing though the mud and shiggy. But I thoroughly enjoyed it, and Handjob did too. Thanks to hares, sponsors and everyone else. The old beaten horse ain't quite dead yet.

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  2. Sounds like Mordor, maybe I should stay here in Liverpool!

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    1. Mordor... Liverpool... never really saw the difference!

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