Venue: Sekolah Kebangsaan Desa Amanpuri. Taman Desa Amanpuri
Hare: Tan Lee Hoon
Co-Hare: Lee Hoon’s Husband
Scibe: Kooi-Lee Heard (Lee)
It started pouring with rain. 5 minutes before the run, I realize I am the scribe. I got hold of a piece of paper and a pen to take note. We walk up the road and turn right to climb the hill, as it was pissing down with rain and it was slippery we were all in a line treading our way up. Before we came out of the climbing bit, my note paper turned to pulp in my hand. So I had to remember the run and after one month it is just a faint memory!
Here goes…..
We came out in the open and turn left down a track. In front of me people were coming back as it was a back check and the paper went right, to go up the slope. Up the slope and then into the jungle part and then we came out of the jungle bit through a steep, steep ledge, where you need to cling on tree roots to let yourself down, and someone pointed out there was a bit of a robe toward the left, where everyone has been clambering down (too late!) . After the steep ledge we following the front runners down the path and I saw Jimmy, our GM turning back and I though to myself either a false trail or back check. I followed, past where we came off the steep ledge and round the path up and still checking. Eventually Jimmy has gone far enough or he had enough of my shouting “Are you?” and decided to call “on call” or was it “on on”!
There must be at least another 3-4 more checks which I am hazy about. We came in by the fence of the school. By this time the heavy rain has dropped down to a slight drizzle.
Good run and good length. The On On was at Shiang Hee Seafood Restaurant at Bandar Menjalara. The hare bought some kind of sweet dessert at the on on and a good handful of hashers had dessert before dinner as they were starving waiting for the restaurant’s Chow.
Debra and I somehow sat with the hare & her family, together with Guiness and Ester.
Why did I mention this because we were the hare’s guest and we had a free meal! Terima Kasih Lah
Venue : Lembah Beringin
Hare : Choo Nai Kwiong
Co-Hare : Ah Wan, Sam Chu Foo
Scribe : John Dodgson
A new run site which is always a good sign.
The day was a Hot One. The temperature gauge in the car said 36 degrees on the drive up. Arriving early for a change the shade was packed with everyone trying to keep the body temperature down and the skin white. Paid my new subs and with lighter pockets sprang into action at 4.30. I sensibly made my way up to near the front on the initial road section because we were soon climbing and traversing rubber terraces in slow single file.
In spite of being near the front the first check, back and right, had already been broken by the time I got there. The second check was below a latex collection shed. When your scribe got there the front runners were already on the ridge above the shed heading in a direction parallel to an estate road. I considered trying the road but this early in the run decided I had come to run and the point was to follow paper. I also thought the hares would take the trail over the back of the ridge to prevent so obvious a short cut and I would have to climb the ridge anyway. Needless to say the paper followed the ridge before dropping back to the estate road which a large contingent of the middle order of the pack had followed.
At this point I lost track of the checks. It was too hot to concentrate and the front runners were now well ahead breaking checks easily. After more rubber we dropped down into Palm Oil for a change. Somehow or other the sun continued to shine through the trees as it did all the way back to the run site. Dappled sunlight is pretty and also pretty hot.
Several wistful statements from Hashers of “I bet we will not get water melon this week” turned out to be right. A sharp U turn right indicated we were on a clockwise loop and there were the Hares. This week we had festive oranges and firecrackers. Excellent. The fire crackers were a good idea as they got the dog contingent intimidated and under control. Your scribe is looking forward to next week with no dogs and hopefully a cooler altitude. The next section of the trail was clearly marked with liberally discarded orange skins.
Back into the rubber and we snaked our way through the sunshine over sweaty hill and dale to the run site. One stream to cross and I managed to find a spot narrow enough to jump over so dry shoes this week. Helps to keep the smell down in the car on the way home.
The run was a bit long for the day and I eventually came in nearly half an hour after the front runners 1hour 20 minutes. The pack was well strung out by then. I had to leave at 2 hours 30 minutes point and some people were still not back.
As I could not attend the On On our esteemed GM kindly contributed the following.
Run Grading:
The final grading of the run was a Tee Shirt Run. However, it was hotly discussed by the few Committee Members that attended the run. It was a new area for Petaling HHH but not for some who are familiar with the Ballbreaker. It was a very hot day but the Hare is not considered responsible for the weather. Parking was in the open where we could work on our tan. The hash signs were a bit confusing and there was no Haremobile at the run site which caused further confusion for the dim-witted. It was definitely a Runner's Run and a bit long. Other than the first check, the checks did not hold the pack together very well but that is often the case when you have as many in the pack as Petaling does. It was through in a beautiful area through rubber and palm - which everyone enjoys. It had the required Bitching Hill and while the Hare tried to scare us off with firecrackers he also was kind enough to provide us chilled oranges at the approximate midpoint. Not sure how many checks in total - probably six. Trail was well marked with adequate paper. It was interesting to watch the Kommittee argue you amongst themselves with such comments as "Yeah - well fornicate you and the horse you rode in on!!!!!” However, at the end of the day they decided in all their wisdom (ha!) and well known (and excessive) generosity to award Choo Nai Kwong a shirt. Well done Choo Nai Kwong - you deserve it after sub-contracting the run out to Ah Wah who in turn sub-contracted it out to Chris Tan and Rob Stott. It is difficult these days to get a good contractor and/or sub-contractor.
Restaurant:
Six tables were filled and lots of good food provided. Kwailo fish and pig were the picks of the day. The meal was very heavily subsidized by the Hare which was much appreciated. Probably effected the decision on the Run Grading by the cheap Kommittee but never mind. The Main Event at the On On was the return of Colin "Wanking" King to run the show. He has been missing for some time and it was good to see a change. In true Petaling tradition it was Tell A Joke; Sing A Song or Get An Egg In Your Beer. And there were sufficient eggs to go around including a few that hit the restaurant floor along with a broken beer glass (full). Oh yes....it was a mess and the locals were probably very glad to get rid of us. Following the meal and egg extravaganza it was reported a few hearty souls ventured to Titus for a triple On.
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
Venue : Batang Kali (Ulu Yam) Football Field
Hare : Helen Brooks
Co-Hare : Ron Brooks
Scribe : Hugh Murray
Greg Dall – ice and water down-down for you (alternatively you can buy me multiple beers, this should be your run report. It is now over 6 months late and I am writing based on memory.
Helen able assisted by Ron are the hares for today at a runsite that I am very familiar with, Batang Kali (Ulu Yam) football field, and with a bit of inside knowledge this should be a run made for an SCB; unfortunately I am the CoMIC. I will follow my duties and en sure that the checks are closed properly.
Run is started promptly on time and we are off on a familiar trail, only a short way down we leave the main track and start climbing up the terraces. This is probably not going to be very productive, but there may be a check at the top. It was unproductive – reach top and immediately come back down to the main track. Start to proceed up next ridge, when check is called at the top, suspect that I am on the wrong ridge and check will clear across valley, but as CoMIC I should go to the check. Reach check as the trail is called across the valley. Retrace the path clearing out the surplus paper as you go.
Although now at the back of the pack proceed into the secondary jungle along the recently cut logging track, which I had talked to Ron about a few weeks earlier. At the end of the track find the pack milling around at the next check like headless chickens. Time to use the local knowledge and insider information. If the hares have used the recent new track I told them about then they are likely to be heading to the most significant landmark in the secondary jungle the radio mast (I had also mentioned that to them). Sorted somebody out to ensure the check was closed, sorry forgot who but thanks anyway, and off recceeing in what I believe is the correct direction to the radio mast. Did not manage to break the check but was only 5m away so was second through and as only a few yards from the in-trail can proceed, calling On On as true FROP. The last of myglory for the day.
We come out of the secondary jungle by the radio mast and proceed down the tarmac and then off right back into the secondary jungle. This gave the hares the scope for a massive circular, which by the time I arrived had been broken. Unfortunately nobody there knew exactly where the check was and thus could not confirm that it had been properly closed. Yours truly as the CoMIC decided that I had no option to go all the way around the circular and find if it has been closed. (It had). I have at this stage gone from being FROP to the back of the pack. I cannot recall much of the checks. But after this the run proceeded down the hill into the orchard area, where we climbed the really steep hill – never sure if this is worse going up or down – I just do not like it either way!
After we wandered through to the back of the estate where I believe a check had been, and the pack had broken outside regulation checking distance and hence managed to cut out a loop.
The home trail followed a well run route down the main drag and then up the ridge past the water tank and banyion tree.
Front runner was under 1:30 and the pack was well together. As noted above this report is well overdue and I have forgotten about the circle proceedings.
The On On was at Lucky Lite, where the hare was awarded a well deserved T-shirt. Well done Helen.
ON ON
Venue : CVI Club Kundang
Hare : Nan K
Co-Hare : Terry Gardener, Hugh Murray
Scribe : Hugh Murray
Phillip Doyle you have nearly a year to write this report, ice and water down down’s await you.
The AGM run as is always the case this is set b y the out going helpers. The runsite was also to be the site of the ON ON venue being the CVI Club at Kundang and in an area that is not normally used by PH3. Nan’s coheres for this occasion are to be Robin and this reports author, as they are familiar to the area having recceed here and set runs recently for Full Moon, but not exactly from this runsite. Unfortunately Robin is off to set up business in Brunei, never mind I will do this with Nan.
As this is a PH3 run Nan and I carry out another reccee to expand the area known to the hares and make the run longer than that set for Full Moon. (Not sure why as the run I set for Full Moon nobody managed to finish, but that is another story)
On the day Terry also agrees to come out and help set the run and aid in bringing out all the “Freebies”
We set out with the brand new – first time used PH3 logo paper (this will be provided free to future hares) and reach the first check. This will be set down the terraces from the track that the pack is currently on. It will be a forward check. Do not want too many people actually checking backwards as the current path would lead directly on to the home trail in about 600m. Ask Terry to set a false trail, give instructions go round the bend lay 75m of paper then cut straight down the road there to the fishponds about 1km away. I will meantime set the correct trail up on the terraces. Meet Terry by fishponds, who tells me false trail seemed a bit short, so he took it up the terraces to the far side of ridge. Think this will be OK but a bit worried that it might end where home trail is visible. Anyway as this is the AGM we intend to be back on site by the time the pack sets off and should have time to re-examine on our return. For reasons that will be explained later we ran out of time, and you guessed it some of the pack found the home trail after the falsie. However as they arrived home in about another 2 minutes and knew they had been running off paper at one time they figured this one out.
The second check was a big circular which apparently confused the FROPS as they run down the trail on the hill they saw the back of the pack walking up the same path towards them. (The idea of a circular is that it will finish very close to a previous part of the trail and bring the pack back together. From the FROPS confusion I believed it worked.)
The third check worked exactly as expected – badly it held for less than a minute, but the hares needed another check somewhere near here. It was at this point we realized that we had the car keys, nothing unusual for the hares to take their keys on the run, but we had the freebies and were suppose to leave the keys so that the rest of the committee can start the distribution. It was agreed that Nan would return with Terry’s keys and the two of us would set the rest of the run. None of us thought that Nan’s own bag was in my car and I kept my keys!
It was also at this stage we were starting to feel the heat, although the run was mainly in mature rubber and palm and was not providing the amount of shade that we expected.
The next check was another circular, which the back of the pack walked across.
Fourth check was 90o a couple of people fell for the falsie and struggled back in a straight line through the undergrowth.
I was now going slower and slower as I got more and more dehydrated, and we were rapidly falling behind our expected schedule. I was carrying 3 litres of water and drinking plenty, unfortunately my body does not seem capable of taking water in to the system as fast as I needed.
Fifth check was another circular, and at this location I decided that I would mix up the ORS and take it. I was always dubious if this worked as I have a couple of times put nausea down to drinking this, greatly diluted through a run. By now it was stagger 100m rest; it was obvious that we were not going to make the runsite for the AGM at my current rate of progress.
It was at this point that we had intended to set a runners and walkers split, as the terrain being used was ideal for running. It was actually not going to be much further for the runners – one extra hill and check. Abandoned this idea and decided to just set a short run.
Carried on a bit further to set the final check down the terraces to the left, with paper to be found a few terraces higher and running parallel to the current path.
At this point it was either getting cooler or the ORS was cutting in as I started to recover and we started to make up time. Unfortunately we were still 20mm away at the time of the AGM, so sat out and waited for the pack to start before completing the trail.
Front runners in about 1:20.
Usual AGM circle with mugs being awarded to those who had been members for multiples of 5 years, outgoing and incoming committee. Then off for makan and dancing.
The incoming GM either in elation or worry about his new found status forgot to thank the hares for the run – so we decided that if it had not been a gazetted run and therefore not judged we would have given ourselves a medal.
ON ON
Venue : Bangsar
Hare : David Wilson
Co-Hare : Hugh Murray
Scribe : Hugh Murray
So why is the co-hare writing this run report. The previous weeks hare was not in attendance – opening all Santa’s presents and his excitement at the thought of Santa arriving forgot to get a stand-in.
It’s Christmas Day and as no one volunteered to set a run the Committee decided to move the Joint Masters Run on to Christmas Day and set a late morning run followed by Christmas Run.
Hares managed one full reccee (although it must be admitted it was not a new area) and the hares went out very ill prepared (forgot the parang in the city!) Yes we bashed through some serious secondary jungle behind the reservoir for about 50 minutes only to meet a fence. Not used for the run.
This run took longer to set than normal as a decision was made to set on Friday evening, and following the co-hares good advice that it would not rain, started laying the run using mainly chalk. 15 minutes later it is peeing it down. So adjourn to Chilli’s for beer (it has now stopped raining but no enthusiasm to set any more trail tonight Now after 2.5 hours of setting we have no trail and a few pints of beer each.
Start again at 7:00am on Christmas Day – everybody else is still asleep in my household. As we expect a hot day run is set as a figure of 8 coming back to Bangsar Shopping Centre. No real problems until late in the run drop a check walk round corner to find fresh chalk and hash markings- Royal Lake Club – those who run on Tuesday’s had had an Xmas eve run last night. Go through there run with large number of markings and no checks.
Crowd gathers at a very slow pace for an official 11:30 start – pack away at 11:50. Understand that difficulty was had up on the hill as most people expect to go towards the PM’s old residence, and obvious false trail only 40 yards away deterred people checking further in that direction.
Hares and one or two hangers on have set up shop in Chilli’s to watch the pack close out figure of 8. Dave Settergren even stops by for a pint as he is running.
Majority of pack opt out as hot day at or before the halfway – it is a road run and the majority know where they are. Four people complete the run but nobody fooled by last check (up and over bridge the check back) too close to home I suppose. First runner in 1:25.
As celebration run is not judged.
Circle was held with numerous down downs and ice. Then adjourn for a Christmas Dinner with free flow wine and beer for RM 50 per head. (Surplus from the meal was RM 131 and this will pay for the party poppers etc. on New Years Eve)
From a personal point of view although I generally enjoyed the day, it was not Christmas Day for me, I spent most of the day running around - setting the run, get decorations up, get them down again, make sure things were delivered, cleared up in the evening. What I did not do was sit down open presents with my daughter Megan. That waited until 28 December. In six years time I would recommend that the commitment for Christmas Run should not be with people with families.
ON ON
Run 1447 : 4 December 2004
Venue : Serendah
Hare : Kooi-Lee Herd
Co-Hare : Rob Stott
Scribe : Charles Lee
After a leisurely drive on a bright, sunny afternoon from KL up the NS Highway to Rawang and Serendah we arrive at the run site in good time. Unfortunately, it resembles Bukit Bintang with lots of traffic to the local kampong and a back-hoe busy dredging the nearby river. Still, there was plenty of ‘clean’ parking, but BIG PROBLEM, the hares had not sought permission to use the run site. Fortunately, it was quickly resolved but Lesson 1 for future hares; FIRST GET PERMISSION TO USE THE RUN SITE.
The critical mass was soon reached and so sharp at 4.30pm On-On was called and the pack set off up a track into the nearby palm plantation. Check 1 was quickly broken forward and to the right, along the perimeter of the estate. Hence it was pretty obvious that it was going to be an anti-clockwise run and this, together with the open nature of the plantation, gave plenty of scope for the short cutters. Check 2 was similar and broken quickly to lead us into some secondary jungle with patches of shiggy. Lovely jubbly! Check 3, now on a ‘moonscape’, was back down into some rubber, which caught out some of the FRB’s – great stuff. Check 4 was broken fairly quickly back and to the left, but the next was a problem. The FRBs didn’t call or fill in the check, so that us mortals following up had to break it all over again. Thanks you inconsiderate b******s. It contained 2 falsies, but eventually the correct trail was found back and to the right. This lead through palm to the last check that had already been broken so it was a long run in. The end was enlightened by a ‘swarm’ of kampong kids to welcome us past their homes.
All in all it was a great run with oil palm, rubber, secondary jungle and shiggy with the front runner back just before the 1.30 deadline. Happily, some of the racing FRBs were not here today and so it gave the rest of us a chance to do some checking for a change.
Back at the run site all was peace and harmony, a stark contrast from last week when a number of ‘old farts’ waged a loud and ill mannered, slanging match about the proposed increase in subs. “We did it right in our day”, “this committee is a bunch of thieving idiots”, or words to that effect. All this with no right of reply. The fact that many of them did not turn up this week contributed to the tranquil atmosphere! Most of us come to the Hash to relax after a hard week’s work, so please can we keep it that way.
The circle was run by the White Raja and the Bomo was the Hash Shag. One new member, of whom the WR has intimate knowledge, was welcomed and various ‘down-downs’ dispensed. I can’t remember all but Nick Morse had one for what, (being too tall?), Paul’s college mate for trusting him to keep sober enough on Friday night to run on Saturday and Irene, who lives under Paul (she had all the guy’s sympathy) for confusing New Year with New York.
As this was ‘bandit country’ a few of us stayed behind to see the beer wagon safely on its way home. Then, it was off to the ‘Every Day’ restaurant in Serendah, which required an illegal U turn on the busy Old Ipoh Road. The meal comprised 3 curries (veg, wild boar and chicken) more veg and sloppy fish. I can’t remember what else. All this was for the princely sum of RM 12, with beer at the same price. I think there were 6 tables.
Nan commanded the next circle with her usual ‘authority’ and welcomed;
Returnees - the 2 Campbells, Debbie (having done Dallas) and a frog called Michelle
Virgins – Paul’s ‘cleaver’ college mate, a senorita (without her smelly new sombrero) and someone else who failed to raise a laugh with his joke.
Win Chew for boasting that she knew the run sit intimately because some years ago she used the same one – to be told that hers was actually several kilometers away!
Greg Dall then told us how he had made love to a Martian and then Patrick R entertained us with something about a sickly squid.
And finally … the run was awarded a T-shirt, but the recipient failed to show us her tits so it was all a bit of an anti-climax. The triple-on was suggested at some place in Petaling Street, but I went home to snuggle up to my, em, would you believe hot water bottle?
All in all a great days sport/entertainment/relaxation and (dare I say it), for a subscription of less than RM 10, excellent value for money!
Venue : Batang Kali (Ul;u Yam Lama)
Hare : Miss Yeat Me Keo
Co-Hare : doesn’t want to be related to this run.
Scribe : Wolfgang
Start: 16:33 at N 03.27.288 and E 101.37.620
Furthest waypoint of the run: N 03.27.553 and E 101.36.552
Checks: 6 with an average time to break of 1 minute.
Run length: 7.9 km
First runner back: Francis, in 1 hr 23 min = average speed of 5.7 km/hr
Last walker back at 18:58 = 2 hr 25 min = average speed of 3.3 km/hr
You remember the snake bite-run? Where most of us just cut short but a small group of 10 runners had to make a phone call at the last check to the hare, asking him where to go? Yes - this was the “10 weeker” as a punishment.
Now, what is the result? We got a run on the same trail with an add in of a big steep slope. The hare took out interesting checks and left us with mediocre, simple to break checks, which were spreading the pack. The wide trails were excellent for the running pack, mostly meandering through rubber plantations – altogether a runner’s run in a beautiful area.
For the first time, Jimmy’s started the circle at 19:10, a time where we still can look in each other’s face without using a torch. Bomoh Paul then called up a couple of sinners. It seems that I’m a real bad boy as I was called up 3 times.
OnOn at Lucky Light …again…with 6 tables and tasty dishes as usual in this Hash-proven restaurant. The hare was awarded a “T-shirt run”.
The few ones who are still reading this report I may ask: Did the punishment of setting another run in 10 week’s time achieve its target?
I am of the opinion that no hare needs a punishment but praise: It starts a couple of weeks before the date of the run that one scratches the head, where to set the run, where to park, doing 2,3,4 or more reccees, arranging a restaurant and ordering the food. Then on the day getting out early, sticking up signs, walking the trail forward and backward with all the checks and false trails….and and and. To set a run is a job, which every member shall do – a few don’t. Say thank you to every hare that is setting a run.
Well, there can be mishaps that a run is too long or too short or a check is too difficult or the terrain is too wet…..For that purpose we are grading the run. Unfortunately the grading is rather inconsistent: On Downs for good runs and T-shirts for so so runs are the rule. When was the last time a hare got a medal? Long ago! No, not because the runs are bad, but because the judges – perhaps out of personal reasons – do not want to award medals.
Once there is a consistent judgment and a true possibility to achieve a medal or at least a T-shirt, many hares will put all their heart in setting a good run to make it enjoyable. They will be very much motivated.
A punishment will de-motivate. Who suffers at the end? We, and not the hare!