Barry's farewell run
Hare: Barry Sage
Co-hare: Tan Soon Hui
Venue: Serendah Waterfall
Good turn up of close to a hundred hashers despite a zap away to Vientiane. On this day, Rat Shag and his lovely Geishas were back after longish silence. Reminiscence of sexy bath scenes got the weather wet in sizzling anticipation. Those rich buggers who went SHOT did not know what they missed. Hot blooded lauhiaos, old sexists Rob, Dan, his truly, Don, plus many young Chinese supporters with grand peeper King on the lead, were seen hanging on to their wet shower rods after the run. Can we help them, no, we can’t, only A geisha can lah.
The first check which may well have been the second check, had a long falsie track up a hill for a distance longer than the Rule of 100 meters. On the hind side, the sheepish pack were up this hill waiting with Candy doing a 30 minute deep meditation together with a pack of followers. The rest, including Michael’s dobbies, bashed on passionately with no trace of giving up. FROPs Laurence and Alex Yoong (who used to run with us ever since he was 10 years old) whisked by, making circles around me running and checking like headless turkeys. Another 10 more minutes, we still could not break the check. No one turned back from up the same hill because Candy, now, with traces of steam rising from her head was empowering the frat with Dalai Lama energy. The hash spirit ran high checking a radius spanning 1km. Finally, voila. After a whopping 50 minutes, all in all on this one and only f-up check, Alex broke it. According to Barry, a heap of bamboos which concealed the continuing trail was not there when he laid paper. What likely happened was a case of wanton indulgence by the hare and co-hare which accidently fell all the bamboos around them. The best way to set a run is to enjoy doing it, right, Barry?
The run took to jungle paths, plenty foliage, cut across several pristine streams, more checks, scenic views of layers of hilltops below, farm lands and cut across a huge open red clay soil area led in by Kwan ‘silence of the lamb’ to a 1km long home trail. Nice water sounds all the way.
My take is, fabulous run if not for the f-up at the first falsie and check. As regards to the circle, I can’t believe I forgot to be there. Me thinks it is quite natural to NOT think circle especially when it was off the car park by roughly 567 miles (?).
The ON ON had 7/8 full tables at the 218 where food, awesome, for 12 ringgit only lah. On down to returnee Ex-GM Terry, ‘man with hand in pocket feel cocky all day long’. Charges by GM Dave, Don and Graham lent much fun as always. Barry was sung the infamous song, “F off, you c_ _ _!”. The run, rated Toilet Seat plus 10 weeker. On this note, you haven’t seen the last of Barry yet and if he returns late, Soon Hui may spank him with his favorite bamboo. ON ON