RUN NO, 2143 - CROCODILE BEACH

The Site

Wina happy she has given away the hashit

The Hares - Call Girl/Pickled Lilli and Ryvita

RUN NO. 2143
DATE: 15 SEP 2009
SITE: CROCODILE BEACH
HARES: Call Girl/Pickled Lilli/Ryvita
HENS: 46 CHICKS: 4

FRONT HORN: Mad Marg BACK HORN: Cheryl

It’s Tuesday again, can you believe it ? I’m sure the weeks go quicker near the equator or is it just because it’s Puasa the fasting month and I can finish work at 2pm what bliss this month is and I can only wish it was all year round. This month I don’t care how far away the hash is there’s lots of time spare for me not to be arriving late or with only 2 mins spare to get boots on and sign in….. or my friendly co-hares sign me in but don’t tell anyone who matters!!! AND far more important there’s time for a gossip before the hash. Well this week we had it all, lots of time to drive over, pick up Cheryl and Survivor for a leisurely drive to Crocodile Beach, time to catch up on the gossip and news from them both on the way and time for me to four wheel drive the sandy track to deliver Survivor as close as possible to the site before even thinking of getting boots laced up and signing in!! What more could a Tuesday ladies hasher want? A tent and chairs?… we had that too, a lovely sea breeze?… we had that too, drinks on ice? … we had that too thanks to some determined members of the mismanagement and helpers carrying everything along the beach track, well done ladies, it was even suggested we just sit down and stay there on site who needed a hash with such a lovely setting and drinks to boot!!! What sort of hashers are we breeding now fancy suggesting such a ridiculous idea….. Would have been rather pleasant though!!

To the hash oh yes that’s what I’m suppose to be writing about! Well before 5.15 the JM was waving those horny things around requesting as only she can that someone would love to take them off her and carry them round the jungle? But who would be brave today? Mad Marg stepped rather quickly into the role of front horn and then my co-hare Cheryl bravely accepted back horn, that’s what happens when you give CFBT teachers a holiday!! The JM then told us to expect a shortish run but very thorny, which seemed to galvanize some hens into activity showing rather eager movement towards the in trail, until it was explained to them that she’d said thorny not horny good job Dizzy wasn’t about this week we could have been flattened in the rush!!

5.15 pm came, well on someone’s watch anyway as mine was saying 5.20 by the time we headed off under the tent and into the scrubby jungle at the edge of the beach. Up we scrambled and twisted through the vines, roots and grasses, in fact we twisted so much that one of the horns was seen to twist completely out and fall back down the trail but I’ve promised not to mention which horn!!

The trail wandered around and through rough ground and then took a bit of a dive down a bank when we heard 1st check being called, almost instantly the on was called, so who found it I have no idea where it was exactly I have no idea? Well done to whoever it was. We then found ourselves going up hill which was a surprise considering we were just off the beach, climbing and treading very carefully over the many thorns we had been warned about we climbed to the top. We later found out Miss Pink had had a very close encounter with them but luckily managed to survive with only a couple embedded in the flesh. In fact we all survived miraculously considering the number of thorns we had all clambered over or under on this hash. The trail then started heading towards the coast road which could be heard very distinctly and seemed to be causing some confusion. First we heard the call for checking as we approached the road, followed quite quickly by the On-On call to the right and then to be followed by a second lot of checking from here!! Were the front runners lost, confused or what? The noise of the road was causing the soft spoken tones of the Ladies Hash to be completely lost to the further a field hashers. Melissa was there to refind the On trail which I must say wasn’t particularly well laid through by the front hens and back horn was there honking for all she was worth to bring up those still on the check luckily the sound of the horn could be heard over the incessant noise of the coast road.

The trail lead us out and on to the edge of the coast road to hop, skip and jump along towards the fisheries buildings, where we took a sharp right back into the jungle and headed towards the sounds of the sea. So much better than the road!! Down the trail lead us along the fencing of the fisheries buildings and with a graceful and completely controlled slide down the last slope, hardly dirtying the seat of the faithful hash pants we dropped on to the beach again. Was there only 2 checks forgot to check in the splendour of the scene that greeted us as we stumbled out of the jungle back on to the beach, the hares had even laid on a spectacular sunset!

Tearing ourselves away from the beauty we jogged down thook out te beach to catch Wina collecting sea shells before being back on site to prepare for the shout up.

There was one guest a visitor from Auz called Cheryl who was warmly welcomed and then a down down for Call Girl for her 50th hash, well done. We had a great joke from Never Wrong and we listened to the pros and cons of taking on a job for next years mis-management (committee), you can do it volunteer and keep YOUR hash going!!

While the Hash-it was soundly delivered by Wina to Legally Blond and Fertile Myrtle for rabbiting in the ranks during the shout-up.We were then treated to a sumptuous spread of delights from the hares, thank you ladies for the run, the food and the setting of a very enjoyable Tuesday hash.

NEXT RUN: LUCKY GARDENS - Please bring a plate to share.
HARES: Alison/Cheryl/Sue