Sunday, April 24, 2011

RUN NO. 2226 - DIPLO - 19APR2011

RUN NO. 2226
DATE: 19 APR 2011
HARES: Sarong/Ryvita/Satu Lagi

Well I made it through another hash without going via RIPAS, hooray. I do seriously think I sweated out about 30 per cent of my body fluid on that first hill, thank you Mad Margz for rescuing me with your company and encouragement. I think it was because I left my trusty stick in the car and had to lug myself around the jungle purely with leg power and not arm assistance.

The arms aren’t too bad, having picked up my two lumps of lads now for 15 months, about 100 times a day each. The legs are a different matter, generally sitting on my big fat gluteus maximus feeding, changing, storying etc, except for Tuesday nights, of course which brings me back to the hash.

Allegedly Tango two, Vanessa one was the score for check finding. A clear, round, circle of paper was left where first check had been, as an indicator for the sensible, the lame and the "just can’t be bothered let’s drink", to turn back before they were cajoled into the bosom of the jungle with her moist tendrils, eclectic foliage and beckoning symphony of inhabitants, pheasant, frog and Tango going, “ me shoes are too small, me feet hoot!”

Seventy five minutes of up, down, through, puff, squelch, ow and I was out. Thoroughly enjoyed a very well laid trail and tip top grub and plenty of it.

See you next week. On on.

NEXT RUN: DST (Commonwealth Run celebrating the royal wedding)

HARES: Squeek/PeeWee/Jane S

Monday, April 11, 2011

RUN NO. 2225 - LUCKY GARDENS - 12 APR 2011

RUN NO. 2225 DATE: 12 APR 2011 SITE: LUCKY GARDENS HARES: Aunty Lynn/Marcela/Mad Marg/Sarah P FRONT HORN: Mrs Pingu BACK HORN: Trailblazer Heading off to tonight's run at Lucky Gardens the weather was looking very suspect. Dark clouds were lingering and it looked like we were going to have a wet hash. As we all gathered around, Hot Lips gave us all a J cloth each which really made me think of Lee as she always had one in her hand at every run. Mrs Pingu was front horn and set off in a true speedy fashion and the rest of us followed! We headed into the jungle and had a lovely run up to first check which was in familiar territory. While searching for the On paper the weather started to move in and at the same time we had found the trail - unfortunately not the On paper as we had managed to cut the paper trail! We all split up trying to find the On paper but by then the sky had truly opened up and the rain was POURINT! Our "chux" as the Kiwis call the J cloths, came to good use but in the end we were all too wet to bother. Myself and pretty much everybody else turned back and came out the same way we came in. Only Trailblazer, Readymix, Mrs Pingu and Hot Lips finished the run - I take my hat off - well done ladies!!! We went back to Marcela's house for the shout up. Everyone enjoyed a yummy blue cocktail, blue being Lee's favourite colour and Aunty Lynn read a lovely poem from the Ride of Silence: by Mike Murgas Tonight we number many but ride as one In honor of those not with us, friends, mothers, fathers, sisters, sons With helmets on tight and heads down low, we ride in silence, cautious and slow. The wheels start spinning in the lead pack But tonight we ride adn no one attacks. The dark sunglasses cover our tears Remembering those we healed so dear. Tonight's ride is to make others aware The road is there for us to share. To those not with us or by our side May God be your partner on your final ride. We had no new guests on this run but a returning guest in Kate Chamberlain aka Boomerang. Sarah Abraham was given the hashit for not signing in OR out and so did Satu Lagi for leaving her key in the key basket??? That's a long story - ask Satu Lagi if you want to know the true, full version. Dinner was Fish and Chips which everyone enjoyed and the evening carried on, for some until past midnight I believe. NEXT RUN: Diplo HARES: Sarong/Satu Lagi/Ryvita

Tuesday, April 05, 2011

RUN NO. 2223 - LUCKY GARDENS - 29 MAR 2011

RUN NO. 2223
DATE: 29 MAR 2011

Oh my Giddy Aunt!!!
Here it is Monday and as no words have arrived and I am not sure who is doing them , you will have to put up with a few words from me – unprepared as I am! I just knew it was going to be a disaster right from the start – well, I didn’t actually know , but it all the makings of a one! I set off from home early to pick up Heulwen &, ten minutes down the road – I realised that I had forgotten my mobile phone – “no worries’ I told myself, Heulwen will have one and we can stay together.

Unfortunately when I arrived at her house there was no answer when I knocked on the door – usually she is waiting for me Strange!! I knocked and hooted but to no avail, so thought she may
have sent me a message on the mobile phone that had been left at home – but no, when I returned home and collected my phone, there was a message to say she had seen me leave her house after my final hooting of the horn.

On to Lucky Gardens despite a few murky black clouds, I had asked a friend to come to the hash as a !st time guest, well actually it was her 2nd time, she later told us that she had done her 1st hash more than 30 years ago when she had first visited Brunei. But, where was she? I had told her to just follow the signs and low and behold after the first sign, directing us into Lucky Gardens, there were no more, so when the horn hooted to start the hash, off I went and hoped
she would find us in the end.

Up the familiar barren hill to the start of a beautiful trail through the jungle, I followed red wellies - photos will reveal who it was who trecked them round the jungle!! - Good move as it turned out as we had to wade our way through some swampy water at the end of the trail. One unlucky soul fell in – great action shot! We rounded off the evening with tails of adventure and trekking from Yann, a down down for Carole our 2nd time guest!! And then down to the serious stuff – great food! Thank you hares Clover and Never Wrong... Poem from Psycho just arrived and to follow................on on

Attack Of The Pink
Wellies : A True Story
It was a cloudy dismal looking day.
The ladies arrived at the hash site on time.
When suddenly a pair of Pink Wellies showed

OMG!! WoW!!
The horn was blown.
Run ladies runnnnn.
A few ladies fell behind and were blinded
by the intensity of the Pink of the Wellies.
Those who ran ahead were being chased.

Oh woe is the hash
Who is brave enough
To save us from the wrath of the Pink Wellies
It’s Domestic Goddess
She chased the Pink Wellies
Past second check
And lunged downhill

They stumbled along to the out trail
Pink Wellies caught up Briani and Erin
In the excitement of catching two ladies
Crossing the deep rushing deadly river
Pink Wellies fell in
Almost drowned

Through the action packed hash of it all
There was another On Up and On Down
Until we are saved!
Ice and JM’s were missing
Attack of the Flu & Children

GM took over to sort out
The hashdemic we were facing
Relief were given to those in need
Nourishing food
Amber beverage
A tavern of camaraderie
As for the Pink Wellies
It was properly drowned
And hung to dry
On On!
The End

HARES: Squeak/Psycho/Eastern Promise