April 13, 2004

Run 1411 : 27 March 2004

Venue : SANDMINE ON ROAD TO CHAMANG WATERFALLS, BENTONG
Hare : Donald Pharamond
Co-Hare :
Scribe : Lilian Wong

The venue for Run 1411 mentioned “ ..Chamang Waterfalls…., Bentong” should have taken note of the Sandmine attached to it, as we set off on a leisurely pace (until we got to Batu Caves when it became a snail’s pace) on the KArak Highway enroute to Bentong. Having visited the aforementioned waterfall area, we were somewhat expecting something similar. Anyway the Hare, being true to his word, directed us to a ‘ Sandmine on the road to the Waterfall’ where a handful of cars were parked, all crowding for shade under the few clumps of trees available. The majority of hashers having opted to attend the memorial run for Patrick Coyle, not many were expected for this run.

At about 4. 20 , Heartbreaker Wilson drove in, did a quick change, flourished the guest list for sign ins and off we went. The initial trail was under the hot sun, and we were looking forward to some shade. A left turn took us up a steep 15 minute climb to the top, where the first check was called. It took us a good 10 minutes of searching around amongst the thorny bushes and trees before the connecting trail was located, after which I lost track of the directions as we had to focus on getting over the thorny and prickly hill slope. This was a feat reminiscent of past Rambo skirmishes…’nuff said.

We finally got to the bottom of the hill by doing a Tarzan swing down the steep slope, past a rocky stream and up again, leading us back to a rubber plantation and thankfully out onto a fish farm, where I was passed by Chu Brookes and others who were late. The trail got pretty scenic here; It was a pleasant change to be running in the open next to the lake where the sound of ducks and birds calling could be heard. The co-hares, members of the Bentong Hash fraternity were on hand to greet us at the top part of the falls, with the gleeful information that home was still some distance away. And so it was, the last leg was practically that…a 20 minute home run ….Gerard and company opted to hitch a ride back. First runner in at 2 hours 10 minutes, while the rest limped in within the next half hour to the grins of the Hare and his co-hort, Fuckawee.

With falling light and some late comers yet to come out, it was decided that the circle be conducted at the On On. At this point, we were given some specific directions, but promptly missed the turning, and found ourselves driving out of Bentong town. Did the next best thing , asking for help from the locals and this Chinese outrider with no helmet on a bike took us to the correct restaurant. JM Wilson and the rest of the hares finally arrived after the LAST runner had been brought out who turned out to be a guest and HIS guest.

A quick circle commenced, partly due to the fact that it WAS late and partly ‘cos the JM had his hands full with his parental duties. The run was technically a toilet seat but awarded an On-Down for effort and some good trails. The late guests and sinners (Gerard et el.) were on-downed , and we left just as the Bentong hashers were getting started. Thanks to the Hares for organizing the run and makan.

-Lilian (stand-in for Gerard Soong, appointed scibe, for Nan the actual scribe who did not turn up or find someone else)

Posted by onsec at April 13, 2004 06:47 PM