Location: Rasa
Hare: Nick Morss
Co-Hares: Laurence R, Mary Morss, Connie and Nancy
Scribe: Colin Hercus
The run was near Rasa, parking at old quarry on the top of a hill with a lot of parking and good views. The run started with first turn to the right and nice run through a cleared area and then into rubber for the first check. A few people already noticed this was the reverse of a run we did a few months ago and so the check was broken quickly. From this check we proceeded on some nice running trails, nothing too steep so the pack moved quickly. The next check was on some single track and FRBs were having trouble breaking it as the rest of us managed to catch them. The check was broken forward and left of the check heading back towards the trails of the previous run. Third check wasn't far ahead and was broken quickly. Opera was FRB at this stage and pretty pleased with his progress.
Fourth check was at a junction and broke close by but off trail. This is where the hares had laid some new trail. They'd found some big hills, jungle track etc, and proceeded to take us a on an extended tour of the back hills. The track split here with short runners heading off to the left. A check way up in the back woods again had the pack in confusion. It took 5-10 minutes to break, eventually paper was found heading up and around the hills. The checks were getting a bit far a part now and it was quite a long run before we reached the normal/long split in the trail. This was 5:55pm so even if we took the “Normal” we would be back well after 6pm, didn't sound normal to me, except perhaps a normal Rambo run, but Rambo was running today.
Despite tired looks on everyones faces, they all headed off on the Long run. There was one more hill, one check and a nice long down hill run, though the trails weren't as nice as the first half of the run, a bit open and loose stones on the steep parts meant you had to watch your step. There were excellent views from the top of one of the hills on the run back. Altogether a nice run that was later awarded a T-shirt.
After run drinks and circle was fairly subdued as everyone was looking a bit tired. Weather was cool, with threat of rain and occasional distant lightening. On On was at 218 for an excellent meal. It appears Paul Kirkman needs some driving lessons and Fierce Gay Boy needs to remember hash Shag has only one girl friend, all the rest of the girls hanging off him are for therapeutic use only.
Venue: Semenyih (Nr. Nirvana)
Hare: Angie Yoa
Co-hare: Ah Wan
Scribe: Mike Rickard
It started as a hot day and nearly ended in a blaze even before arriving at the run site. An un-named hasher of the female persuasion with, it is believed, equine tendencies, gave her four wheeled steed a good spur in the ribs just as she was approaching the Semenyih turn off, nearly taking out two cars (including yours truly) in a dramatic piece of undertaking, usually limited to the Beechers Brook, in the Grand National!! Must have had a very urgent call of nature, or a death wish!!
The gathered pack congregated in two distinct areas, one by the beer wagon, the other in the shade of rubber trees some 100m away. The GM recognising the paper started from the area behind the beer wagon, muttered something about “Do I go to them or do I call them over here?” – decision, decisions, but call them he did.
With a brief “Anybody never run a hash before?”, the GM called On On and pointed up the hill into the rubber. The trail climbed some low terraces before turning left into a track into the woods and an early first check. This was broken, back and to the right, heading down into secondary jungle on to a road which took us to the top of a hill where the 2nd check was found.
This was quickly broken back on the road and a long run in the sun, down into a valley and back up the otherside, only to turn left down another road back into rubber and a stream, where the third check was found. This was broken very quickly forward climbing up the terraces to another open road (just what we needed – more sun tan) to the top of a very exposed hill, and down into old rubber which gave way to and orchard past some fish ponds and Check number 4.
Broken forward, this took us to a river, where we turned right and waded down river for about 200m, the last section managing to wet some of the more vertically challenged up to the waist.
Turning right we were back into rubber and the a large well kept orchard where our resident horticulturist Tommy Chin was heard to mutter something about “Japanese Mangostines” between plucking and consuming limes (or were they cumquat).
Over the top of another exposed hill and down to a stream with a very noisy irrigation pump, and climbing back into rubber on the other side.
From there it was a long home run through the rubber crossing a couple of rickety bridges, and back to the beer wagon by 5:50. Front runner was a visitor Jeff, in at 5:40, followed closely by Fierce Gayboy.
Just before the circle started, the skies darkened, lightning flashed in the distance and hashers assembled, many with umbrellas, fearing a deluge which failed to materialise.
The hares were first to be called – but the opening charge was aimed at Ah Wah for forgetting to bring along “Tree man” paper, hence the blank paper the run was set wth.
Helen (Brooks), was questioned as the reason yellow patches were plastered about her person – nicotine, morning after, were the guesses, but no, anti-mossies another weapon in the anti-dengue arsenal.
When Hash Shag was quizzed about his passengers on the trip to the run site. Celyn, Fierce Gayboy and Aluies , were called, Mike admitting he was the meat in the sandwich, but being well-behaved “kids” they had buckled up for the jouirney.
Rita confessed that her state of inebriation at Ton’s leaving do was down to consuming beer directly from the jug – Only had two she said before falling under the table.
Jeff, the first home visitor, was complimented on his sartorial elegance but down downed for acting like a Singaporean and pushing in at the various “queues” that built up in climbing the terraces.
Soo had problems with the directions but then again, with Candy as her navigator, it was understandable. Returnee Barry had the same problem, blaming his long absence (all of 2 months) and Soon Hui. The ever changing traffic flows at Phoenix Plaza confused them both.
Kamikaze took on a pimp's role at a recent gathering, by stuffing banknotes down the front of Win Chew’s dress (for a obscure reason best left only) , only to retrieve it before she could, and spend it.
Hash Shag called Barry to task for burning tons of hydrocarbons in his search for the run site., to be followed by a charge from Kamikaze that Barry being somewhat smelly, need to start spending money for a shower. In “hot pursuit” of Barry came Fierce Gayboy, who immediately got a down down for stating that Barry “was a good boyfriend “(Mike - the closet door has now been firmly closed behind you), but managed to eventually get to the point that Barry was spending good drinking time, shopping for “housey” things.
Paul K recalled a earlier conversation where Barry complained about all the fat women in the UK, whereby Barry added a further beer to his ballooning stomach. This same conversation was overheard by yours truly, who added to Barry’s beer collection for also complaining that no young lovelies would even give him a second glance in trendy Notting Hill.
The driving skills of Paul K were questioned by Robert S, when a certain incident involving a Merc, a Datuk, two body guards and a driver were related.
Unable to hide her light under her Tshirt was Maureen who was spotted by Hugh supping out of a plastic wine glass that would put the Blackpool illuminations to shame,
A final down down was given by Hash Shag to two of his passengers, Winstanley and Fierce Gayboy who under normal circumstances would talk about music, women or football, but reverted to talking work and compared the sizes of their “rigs”.
And then on to the On On which was back towards Semenyih, but blowed if I can remember its name – Sin something.
The charges came thick and fast
• Opera for using ear plugs
• Genie, for “special services” – could do with some of those myself.
• Whoremonger for scribing on the move.
• Paul K gave a list brought a selection of miscreants to task
~ Peter Caan for ruining Valentines Day by turning up for dinner wearing hash gear .
~ Rita for depositing her lunch into her handbag
~ Emilia for encouraging Rita to have a late night but would drive her home
~ Rita for refusing to pay to clean out the back of the puck filled taxi, and then for having to climb the gate carrying a handbag full of barf.
• Celyn for barfing at the table on the Miri Hash (but that’s usual for Miri hash isn’t it?)
• Bee Ling called Eloise because the boyfriends boyfriend is back in town
• Fierce Gayboy accused Kamikaze of doing something with toilet paper – missed the punch line, too busy drinking beer.
• Visitors Karen, an Ipoh virgin (didn’t think any existed) and David who did not live up to his hash handle of Tonto, as he got lost getting back from the toilet.
• Returners Barry (did you really want more beer?) who believes he should be someone’s toy boy , and Omar who is still is, but having been at it for so long, is better defined as a toy man.
• The hares Angie and Ah Wan – with the dictatorial decision by the GM in giving the run a Tshirt, just because he wanted to see the hare show some skin!!
Good food, good run, good fun.
Venue: Sg Tekali, Ulu Langat
Hare: Mike Rickard
Co-Hares: Robin Cox and Nan K
Scribe: Rambo
It was a bright and sunny day and with a big crowd in attendance the parking was tight.
The 4WD were told to park at the car park on the higher level. In come the GM who want to park at the beer wagon site and he was told that even with his position he is still not allowed to park there. John Lavel was directed to park on the higher level and Chu Chu said you are not going to take my car up there. So much for owning a 4WD.
The hares were out before the run start and they look buggered. He briefed the hashers that it is a medium to long run and to take water along. On On was call and the pack dash across the road to cross a small stream and a climb up rubber to a road up on the terrace. This was part of the HC 2008 trail. The 1st check was called down a valley and paper was broken back up on the right. The trail went into a beautiful open trail on the ridge down onto the 2nd check, Paper was again broken back right and it took us into an orchard with a big open hill. The whole pack struggle up the slope with numerous stop
on the way up.
The 3rd check was called at the top of the hill and it took a while to break. On On was called left in the jungle down the slope towards Dusun Tua and we descend down towards the side of a fish pond with a muddy stretch. It was then up and then through a old overgrown trail then through rubber with a check on a pebble road. I recognize this as the road that leads us through the valley and over the hill to the HC 2nd water stop as I have driven on it many times. Looking at the time and the position we are in, I reckon that we have to follow this road all the way home. There was another check on the way up
and it was no trouble to us as it was very clear where home is.
1st runner was back in 1 hr 35mins with most of the runners back before night fall. Circle was called with Emilia still out and the hare received a call from her and went in to pick her up between the 1st and 2nd check.
On On was in Tekali restaurant. Although this is Valentine Day we still have 7 full tables with the restaurant running out of food and giving us smaller portions. I tick her off for doing this. All the unmarried ladies were called up by the grandmaster and were each given a rose. It was observed that of the 30 ladies who attended the On On only 5 of the ladies were married. The hare not wanting to be outdone also gave the single ladies each a rose and demanded a kiss for it.
The hare declared the On On was FOC to the cheers of the crowd. The run was awarded a T-shirt for an excellent run in an area that Petaling has not run for more than 18 years. Thanks to the Hares for and excellent evening.
Venue: Rawang Water Tank
Hare: Nancy Cassiere
Co-Hares:Leng Chai, John Dodgson and Riddled Runner.
Scribe: Robin Cox
Considering we were still in the midst of the Chinese New Year celebrations a surprisingly good crowd of runners turned up and set off down into “Farmer Brown’s” paddocks. Over the bridge left and around the dirt road on the usual track from this run site. First check was in right – a holding check only which was broken quickly. On On was called forward around to the right.
The pack continued running in what seemed to be a clockwise direction in to the oil palm. It was not far to the next check which was in a small ravine. The On On was up on top of the nearby ridge and on over it down on to the main road through the estate. This check seems to have been broken quickly as well.
From here the run became more interesting. Along this main estate road and after a short distance the pack went in left and up and up to the edge of the secondary jungle. Here a back check was set with the real trail into the secondary jungle. There were two false trails. These seemed to work as the hares wanted and slowed the runners down a bit. This check took a while to break.
Into the secondary jungle for a few hundred metres before the pack came back out into the oil palm again where there was nice view of Tajuddin Ramli’s equestrian centre and resort near Kuang. The next check (4th) was set soon after entry back into the oil palm.
The On On from this check was down right and quickly broken. From here the trail meandered along the edge of the oil palm and secondary jungle before the next check was called up a hill towards the secondary jungle. This turned out to be a back check on to a nearby road.
From there the trail followed along close to the KTM railway line all of the way to the last check – a simple one up a hill in the oil palm. From there it was on home back on to the out trail near the first check.
The front runners were back in about 1 hour 10 mins just 5 mins after the hares arrived back. Most of the pack were back in good time.
The GM had plenty of charges with the help of the bomoh’s.
On On was on site where we enjoyed fish and chips prepared by Bull Ong. Thanks to Nancy a good night was had by all until it started raining that is at which time the party broke up and headed to a triple on at the Backyard.