Venue : Bandar Prima Beruntung
Hare : John Dodgson
Co-Hare : Steve Robinson
Scribe : Yeat Me Kio
It was a bright shiny day and a very pleasant drive up to the runsite. Much better than fighting the traffic through Rawang. The runsite was on the top of a hill with more than adequate parking and a beautiful view. The Hares were making an impressive start for their Ten Weeker.
The run was started promptly at 4:30 and led up the hill to the rubber. Yogi was standing watch on top of this hill as if he were some sort of God (Demon would be more accurate). The trail led down a road and then up some terraces where the MCP’s (Male Chauvinist Pigs) were single filing up the hill just to watch Kwan struggle and twitch. Some of these men are a real problem – but we love/tolerate them. The White Raja was able to find a road and led a bunch of the pack up a more gentle climb to catch the front runners. Near the top the 1st check was found and quickly broken. We continued on for a bit of a loop and found several people led by Virginia that had managed to find a route around the loop. We kept running and the 2nd check which was down some terraces was found and broken. It was at this point that hard running and handsome Alex Y. was noted as running backward to connect the paper – as he frequently does. It reminds me of his Mum back in her dazzling youth when she would do the same. His Poppa???? That lazy bugger was off looking for Durian rather than connecting the checks. At any rate, we continued on and broke into some open area. Soon we were at the 3rd check which was at the edge of steep decline. Some of the pack were a little too timid to go down. But not all. Rambo, Tony Kampen and none other than Robin Cox dashed down the steep slope knowing without doubt that the trail would be in the valley far far below. Rambo and Tony would eventually return to true trail. Robin Cox? No one ever saw him again on the run.
After bashing along through some open area it was back inside the rubber to feed the mosquitoes. But then it was time for Pleasant Surprise No. 2 of the day. There were the Hares passing out watermelon!!!!!!! My oh my. These lads are trying to please the pack today. It was very welcome although it was only 30 minutes into the run.
Off we go again and at the next check was when a good portion of the pack had a problem. Elaine L. was the assigned Comic of the day and as all of us know is an excellent Comic (as all ladies are). However, she was unable to attend today due to the wedding rehearsal so other less able persons took over this grave responsibility. Someone, and we will not mention the name of Charles Lee, thought the trail should go straight and started laying torn paper in that direction. Soon that Someone We Will Not Mention came running backwards saying there was no paper in that direction and trail must go out to the left and he didn’t want to miss any of the run. At this point most of us could see the water tank where the cars were parked with Mr. Ramli was waiting with cold beer. It was definitely not off to the left where Someone We Won’t Mention was going because he wanted a longer run. POM’s and brains…..they don’t go together.
A good portion of the pack led by Cindy Roe were already committed and continued down the road hoping for a circle that would lead back to the beer truck. Couldn’t find one so returned to a small gathering of typically confused hashers off paper. At this point Graham Woods and Snakebite Mike led them down a plantation road heading in the general direction of the water tank. Snakebite Mike got to the bottom (the end) of the road at a swamp. He attempted to cross this pesticide and poison laden dumping ground until it got to his precious parts. When his legs were turning green he reversed out. He and Graham then decided the pack of Lost Hashers had to go back up the hill and bash through some jungle to get around swamp. This they did with Don Stevenson issuing orders like some Sergeant-Major and Cindy Roe in tears. She was worried her feeble and sissy Hubby might be missing. Snakebite and Graham did break through the jungle and reached the end of the swamp. There on a road 100’s of meters above and away was none other than Rambo calling to bring the lost souls home. He was on paper. It took a little while to get them down, across and around but they all got back.
It appears the check that caused this group so much trouble was a simple back check going to the right. It was a good run with a total of six checks. A Runner’s Run in that it was 6 or 7 km long. Alex was first runner in at 1 hour and 5 minutes – just like his Mum used to be in her dashing and dazzling days of yesterday.
The GM was ready to start the circle at 7:00 pm but had to delay it for 5 minutes as an unusual sight was seen coming over the horizon. Ah yes, the last runner was coming in. The one we thought had disappeared into to the sunset. The one who thought he knew this area so well. Robin was finally back.
With a beautiful sunset about to begin the GM started the circle at 7:08 pm – a slight improvement. It was the normal nonsense of him always picking on the same people. The GM never picks on me – I should get a free beer sometime. One of the GM’s favorite targets (he always plays favorites) Wolfgang was not there (also at wedding rehearsal) so Knut was substituted ………another piece of “hundescheisse”. The only thing of any interest was the article in the Sun about Helen and Ron Brooks – Martial Bliss. Congratulations Helen – it is tough job but you are doing it well.
The Hares passed out directions to the On On (Pleasant Surprise No. 3) and the circle was closed. Consumption for the day was 10 crates of Tiger and one crate of Black Beer. Don’t know about soft drinks but it was a hot day.
Before some of us could go to the restaurant there was one more crisis we had to resolve. This time it was Nigel. No – it was not because his 13 year old son Rolling Rowen had guzzled 7 ½ beers and was now puking. Oh no – you see Nigel has one of those fancy cars that has a fancy “Mobilizer” . These are really neat things. While you can get into your carriage you can not start your carriage with the neat Mobilizer. These neat little things are very small and are attached to your key ring by a really cheap worthless piece of wire. Nigel had his drunken and sick son; his guests; his car keys but he had no Mobilizer. He had lost it. A frantic search ensued and other vehicles were re-packed to make room for Nigel and friends. The disabled and puking son was to be left with the disabled carriage. Finally with the help of the Mr. Ramli’s lights the tiny Mobilizer was found….just as most were ready to give up.
The food at the restaurant was good – the curry was the best. It is without doubt that Steve Robinson is future Bomoh material.
All in all – a very good day. The Hares did a commendable job in selecting a runsite, arranging for proper weather, doing their recee, laying trail, reasonably good checks (lost a bunch of them), providing directions to the On On and subsidizing the meal. Thank you Hares!!!!!!! A well deserved T-shirt run and I can’t wait until you get another Ten Weeker.
On On
Yeat Me Kio
Reformed 10 Weeker