Follow the hares!

Here, for those who stuck to the hares' carefully laid plans for run #1977, is what they would have done on Saturday afternoon, give or take a few odd random walks as the GPS did not actually accompany the hares on the long-run lay for reasons which do not need to be gone into and are in no way related to the  age of the hares, one of whom is not even 50 yet! And most long runners did stick to the trail, which would have taken them about 8.3k to complete or for the short runners, about 5,5k with neither group having to go above 50m at any stage nor in total to ascend more than about 65m.

When not to follow the hares!

But there are times when it is not quite so advisable to follow the hares, particularly if your impression of exactly where they are going is not completely accurate. So when Palm Job wandered back to the runsite a few minutes after departing it sometime around 8 p.m. mumbling incoherently about having followed Egghead into a ditch, lo and behold, Egghead was not actually in the ditch, having sensibly departed via the road which Palm Job had somehow managed to avoid thus coming to grief. But help was on hand in the shape of the remainder of the hash, who, with the assistance of some local help, managed to extricate the Fortuner with minimal damage to the car at least, although apparently Palm Job's wallet took a small hit! Thanks to the unnamed locals, most of whom were apparently from Myanma, Yardstick, Lot Rakaa, Not the Full Shilling, Worm and of course our beloved GM, All Black who oversaw the whole operation and recorded it for posterity, for being on hand to help.