Site: Pangsun
Hare: Bee Leng
Co-hare: Kojak
Scribe: Sen
If the setting of the run involves Kojak, you can be sure it will be in Pangsun. The area is his domain, he knows it like the back of his palm and no one would dare set the run there without running by him first. We started off from the usual hill-top site and down we trudged towards the tiny village. The hare’s (I suspect the co-hare’s) idea of making us hauled ourselves up a steep cliff was rather cheeky as some harriettes couldn’t lift themselves up without assistance from the male hashers. Once we cleared the cliff, there were ‘smart-alec’ notices with drawings of chicks and cats posted on tree trunks like “Blonde Chick with her Pussy” and “There is no good sight than a Shaved Pussy” (you get the drift!). Sharp bamboo and sticky thorns sent many hashers yelling with pain as we made our way to the first check. That I remembered was broken rather quickly.
Apart from the above, other details of the run escaped my oxygen-starved and beer-soaked memory. I remembered we ran on trails that were part of the last Hash Challenge route and one particular hill stayed in my mind as I was cursing and swearing at the steepness of the climb. Then there was the shiggy swarm (a favourite part of the run for me, where Kojak Jr aka Rojak, who is challenging FGB as a serious front-runner these days) got stuck in the mud and lost his lead, leaving him trailing all the way back home limping like an invalid. I hope he recovers quickly.
At the point where the run splits into two, the longer run was marked by pink paper that did not amuse a hasher who thinks the PH3 is turning into a gay hash. The longer run wasn’t much longer and after a short loop, we rejoined the standard run.
Despite plenty of tree-felling and earth-churning in the area, Pangsun is still an exciting area to hash. It is this and the earnest efforts of the hares that made the run a t-shirt run. Well done hares for giving us a good evening!!
Red Dress Run
Venue: Bangsar (& Brickfields)
Hare: Sen Soon Mun
Co-Hare: Laurence
An excellent turnout of red-dressed hashers assembled outside Menara Bangsar, almost all responding to the detailed dress-code requirements of the Hare. Many wearing wigs were almost impossible to recognize, Colin Hercus wearing a pink red floral dress, grey wig and dark glasses causing the greatest confusion. David Wilson who was impeccably dressed in a long maroon dress, maroon curly wig and with handbag accessories raised the general dress standard to a higher level.
We were advised of the general route of the run and that chalk arrows, and in some places, hash paper would define the course. Unbeknown to most of us, co-hare Laurence had also placed ribbon around strategic light poles. This knowledge (the Hare forgot!) would have helped greatly as a steady rain that started about 4.30 obliterated many of the chalk marks.
We set off at 4.30pm up the hill then turned right into Jalan Penaga, then left down to the first check. This was quite quickly broken through a narrow laneway, then across the small park and down Jalan Telawi to the curious, appreciative gaze of the shoppers, to Lucky Garden.
The check at the large roundabout presented many options and after about 10minutes was broken to the left. The red throng jogged down to Jalan Maarof with ‘Lady’ Wilson with her commanding presence, holding up the traffic for the hashers to cross. From there the limited arrows showed the way down to Jalan Bangsar and left to the Bangsar Station. Startled commuters saw the red horde climb the stairs cross the pedestrian bridge then descend again into Brickfields. Many different arrows on the concrete retaining wall beside the railway tracks confused us but the general required direction was clear and after passing along several streets we came upon a drink stop with the Hare and Amelia serving Sangria. This was very welcome and enabled the pack to regroup.
After a few minutes we set off again, turned left and ran under the monorail line, across the main road at the station, turned left yet again then up the ramp to Station Sentral upper level. Here confusion reigned for quite some time until the trail was found through the new plaza, down some slippery steps and back to Jalan Bangsar. The heavy traffic brought much of the pack together as we waited to cross the road. Finally we were away again and into the serenity of the Federal Hill residential roads. There was a check (I think) in Jalan Damansara which sent the runners through about 150 m of jungle and down into Lorong Maarof. Then up the hill, through BSC Carpark and back to Menara Bangsar.
After the normal drinks, chat and changing the circle was called, main bomo being ‘Lady’ Wilson. Two were called for causing a minor traffic accident (not surprising really), Nic(ola) Morse for having a VPL showing under his dress. He showed the error of this assessment by displaying his Vee-line undergarment. Numerous others were called up but I can’t remember the detail.
After dinner, guests were down-downed and Bill Panton presented with his 15 years PHHH mug. He requested any octogenarians to join him on the chairs but not surprisingly none were present. Well done, Bill and Hares and a good day had by all.
Hare: TED PARSLOW, SHEILA & JOE
Venu: ULU YAM BAHRU
Scribe: ROELOF
Ted and his fellow Australians selected a well know run site, behind the school just before entering Ulu Yam Bahru. It is a rustic spot next to a small stream, in a valley and, especially, you simply can’t miss to notice the bloody hills.
The run started off into the orchard, and went uphill. It was hot. The first check was just under the top of the ridge. It was broken down into the valley. Hugh Murray, Dennis and yours truly figured that the hares had to come back up the hill & a short-cut along the top of the ridge was called for.
So up we went. After some though bashing thru the lalang and everything else that grows well in a tropical climate we arrived at the top. After a while we even found some recce paper and we could hear calling ahead. We thought we were on the right path. After about an hour bashing around in the jungle it got really bad and we had to give up. We were totally knackered.
We got back just before the first runner came in. It took Laurence 1H59min to do the run.
Obviously there was the usual complaining that the run was too long, too difficult, that the hare should stick to designing golf-courses & not setting runs (the remark was that the run was like a golf course having a 19th hole). This might seem bad but in fact the run was quite well controlled as all were in before dark. Also quite a number thought it to be great run. It was quite though. There were lovely streams. There was a great circular check along the edge of a valley where everybody could see the whole pack.
The circle had the usual culprits hauled up, like Jimmy and get them to sit on ice.
I missed the OnOn but I am sure it was enjoyed by many.
Ted, thanks for the run. I had a great afternoon.
Dutch Connection Prison Break Run @ Kajang Shooting Range
Hare: Roelof Schoemaker,
Dutch Connection Co-Hares: Lewie Dekker, Manuel Riezebos, Peter van 't Westeinde and Abraham Klok
Scribe: John Dodgson
It never ceases to amaze me but you go to a run site thinking same old, same old and then the Hares make an effort and you get a great run you were not expecting.
The first thing was the problem of getting to the site. Dr Jagit dropped a wheel off the unfenced bridge on the track in nearly blocking the way. This left his 4 wheel drive immobile with a rear wheel cocked in the air like a Hash dog looking for a tree. A tow from a real 4x4 got him back onto terra firma.
The site was close into town so there was a good turnout in spite of the now Mr & Mrs Kamikaze’s wedding weekend attracting many of the normal pack to Langkawi. Congratulations to the Bride and Groom. This meant the only Committee member present was Emilia. Colin Hercus was wandering around the site saying he had been asked to find a volunteer Bomo. You would think he would have realised that being asked to find a Bomo is the same as being delegated to be the Bomo. There was a lot of volunteering going on. Your scribe was volunteered to write this report but not until the following day so some of the details are hazy.
The run set off and made its way over the ridge on the right towards Nirvana. Up and up and then down through the rubber to the stream on the other side. After following the valley north we started to ascend again climbing back up the ridge. This is supposed to be a Dutch Run with paper that can be laid from a Batavus bicycle. (The favoured Dutch granny bike with no gears). However let a Dutchman see a hill and he gets all excited and has to climb it. After slogging up to the top of the ridge the second time I was expecting to head down back towards home. The Hares however turned away from home because there was even more climbing if we went up into the Palm Oil. After running around the Palm Oil we started back following the valley to the run site with a good steady downhill run. Writing after the event it is difficult to remember the checks and by now I was near the back. However on the way down hill there seemed to be lots of torn paper. Had the Hares decided they had forgotten to put in enough checks or were they trying to bring the pack back together?
A great run through a pretty area with good views (once you recovered your breath and could focus again!)
The Hares gave everyone bright orange socks and a head band together with my favourite, zoute haring (pickled herring) on French bread and Oranje Bitter an insidious sweet drink with a surprising kick.
The Hares had planned the run with the expectation that many of the front runners would be absent. How they managed to restrain Abraham I don’t know. Perhaps you have to do it in Dutch. Most of the runners were in after an hour and a half but as circle time approached Roger Gregson was beginning to look agitated. He had only another couple of nights in KL and Saru had still not returned. He eventually got into his car and drove off up the home trail. Ten minutes later he was back with Saru, Uncle Looi, Yew Leong, Mae and Andrew Hay in time for them to get the first down down of the circle. He had found them at the old farm which is normally the favourite area for a first check. Uncle Looi usually visits the run site with a Hash that favours the area for A to B runs (often unannounced). He was not going to be caught out by the Saturday Hash doing the same thing and offered to escort the group on a suitable short cut…….. which wasn’t.
The circle looked vainly for Dr Jagit Singh. Not only had he blocked the way to the run site but he was heard repeatedly complaining about his new shoes during the run. Suspecting as much he had left the site early so Dan Percival was the look alike. Colin persuaded Guinness Koo to be Bomo for part of the proceedings and there were lively charges from the floor.
The On On was at “Kajang Prison” restaurant and the food was much better than I remember the last time I was inside. One of the good things was that instead of bringing out the food plate by plate with hungry Hashers cleaning them off individually everything came out together. A crowded table but a much more enjoyable meal.
The Hare was awarded a much deserved T Shirt for the team’s efforts.
Another good day in Hash World. ON ON!