Run-site: Nirvana ("Semenyih Memorial Hills"), SungeLalang
Hares: Jerry French, Noko Ayr and Oscar
Scribe: Bob Morgenthaler
Oh crap, another Jerry French Run. Let's go through the list:
- Run delayed a week, check.
- No directions until the last minute, check.
- Reused trail, check.
- No recces, check.
Typical Jerry French.
Fortunately, this time Jerry had chosen a nice Mother Hash route to copy, and his trusty co-hares -- Noko Ayr (anyone know him?) & Oscar -- provided sound advice while laying paper.
The run was one of the flattest in recent memory and provided a nice mix of highways, palm estates, jungle tracks, construction zones, fish ponds, and farmers' backyards. Oh yes, and lots and lots of trail - 14+km if you did the whole thing. By the end, "finding Nirvana" was on everyone's mind, and those that made it had Jerry's now-famous rocket-fuel-laced punch (thank you!) waiting for them. No 35 minute run this time!
The circle saw our GM dressed as an orange-frocked monk for Wesak. Should the GM ever decide to repent all of his whore-mongering and change his sinful ways, he could do quite well begging for his daily rice. Other notables included Russell as the Jolly Green Giant complete with green Crocs (WTF!), and Paul Smith, who showed up with boxing gloves looking to fight any Aussies (girls, that its). Toasts also went to Jimmy who reached another birthday (67!?) still without having a single gray hair.
On-on was at the famous Zuan Kee where the food came plentiful and fast this time-- which was good as most people had run out of fuel on the run. Then some kids (not mine!) nearly destroyed the place and themselves, but disaster was averted and we will be allowed back in the future. For his efforts, the French-man was awarded a T-shirt despite some grumblings in the back rows. Regardless, it was a nice, flat run (a welcome change!) and an impressive feat to set a 14km trail with a three year old co-hare whilst carrying all of the paper and flour yourself!