RUN NO. 2287
DATE: 19 JUN 2012
SITE: SERASA
HARES: Possum/Satu Lagi
The hash was saved by the good deeds of our trusty hares, always willing to volunteer and help out when needed. – thank you. The hens gathered on a lovely fine day at Serasa Yacht club and although there were to be no checks, Call Girl and Nicki stepped up to be horns for the evening. I can’t say exactly where the paper led everyone, because Cheryl and myself chose to walk straight up to the end of the spit and back. We saw a few bits of paper along the way, but were too busy talking to notice. The steady wind made it very refreshing. We met Sticky Rice on the way back doing a second circuit – well done you!
Possum put out nibbles for all when we got back and quite a few cooled off in the pool. There were several down downs for people after the hares were thanked. First time guest, Amanda, a veteran hasher from the Korean hash, was taking time out to explore hashing in other parts. Duchess celebrated her 1200th run, very pleased with herself that she could have a Tiger because Glamour was driver for the night. Gloria was farewelled after only 17 runs. She is heading back to Peru for a while, but since this was her third time in Brunei, we might well see her back again sometime. The June birthdays were celebrated with the usual cupcakes. The hashit was given to Gloria for signing in and out at the same time. The shout up ended with a great joke from Dizzy. Thank you hares for the delicious chicken, tofu and rice.
NEXT RUN: DIPLO
HARES: Committee
Monday, June 25, 2012
Tuesday, June 19, 2012
RUN NO. 2286 TUNGKU BEACH 12JUN2012
RUN NO. 2286
DATE: 12 JUN 2012
SITE: TUNGKU BEACH
HARES: Never Wrong/Debra
FRONT HORN: Hash Hound BACK HORN: Sue
DATE: 12 JUN 2012
SITE: TUNGKU BEACH
HARES: Never Wrong/Debra
FRONT HORN: Hash Hound BACK HORN: Sue
After the sad loss of yet another of our beautiful hash
sites the hares, Never Wrong and Debbie, moved the run from DST to Tungku
Beach, for an exercise of the Achilles tendons on sand. A little bumpy on the
way to the site which I believed scared a couple of runners off, but the ‘Beast’ made it and didn’t get stuck in mud or sand so all was
well. Our numbers were depleted by some dressed-up
dry affair. Off the small husk of bunnies went in chase of the hares into the
sandy walkways. Mostly dry but a few
calf-high ponds to encounter. No nasty hills to slow the front runners down but
they did make good going on the dry sand.
Hornies Yvette and Sue took care of
the pack and an enjoyable run brought walkers and runners happy and contented
back to the On On site. There were no first time guests or returners,
announcements or awards to shorten the proceedings. Although the hashit was aired,
no one got wet, that is except the swimming bunnies. The hares provided healthy,
tasty and filling nourishment, Thank You hares, and a few down downs were had
to quench the thirst. So again, a good
night in the H3 world was had.
NEXT RUN: SERASA
HARES: Possum/Satu Lagi
Tuesday, June 12, 2012
RUN NO. 2285 MENTERI LINK 5JUN2012
RUN NO. 2285
DATE: 5 JUN 2012
SITE: MENTERI LINK
HARES: GI JANE/HOTLIPS
The Tale of the great Mentiri water pipes run and the Queen’s Diamond Jubilee (QDJ) Shout Up
Menteri Link
NEXT RUN: TUNGKU BEACH
HARES: Never Wrong/Debra/Gloria
DATE: 5 JUN 2012
SITE: MENTERI LINK
HARES: GI JANE/HOTLIPS
The Tale of the great Mentiri water pipes run and the Queen’s Diamond Jubilee (QDJ) Shout Up
GI Jane and Hot Lips outdid themselves setting this week’s
hash trail. Well done ladies. We are much obliged. What a lush bit of jungle it was too. Too bad it was nearly all uphill, eh? Or so it seemed. It was a cracker! Simply sublime in terms of vegetative cover,
couldn’t get enough of the place. With
four checks, they kept us on our toes, or shall I say more correctly, the three
clever lasses who found the paper on each occasion (well done Boel for finding
the first check, Yann for finding number two (a sneaky back check it was too)
and Carol who found checks three and four, you clever girl!). I found myself wondering whether the Queen
might have found a check had she been alongside us. She’s one cracking lass you know, so I
wouldn’t put it past her. In fact, I
wouldn’t put anything past her, she is one right top lass. Fertile Myrtle found the dog lead Cheryl
asked us to watch out for, right at the top of the last hill before we exited
the jungle and after a dozen gals strode right past it. Isn’t it funny how sometimes others see
things you can’t? I say it’s her highly
honed ‘mom radar’ that shone through, what with those four boys to keep her on
her toes and in a perpetual state of high alert. We’re gonna miss ya gal.
Alas, before you knew it, everyone was roadside signing back
in and gulping back H20 and 100in anticipation of the evening’s festivities
just up the road at Karen’s place because tonight was the big night to pay
homage to Her Royal Majesty, the Queen of England, that’s right, Elizabeth II
who has been on that throne now for 60 years.
Congratulations yourRoyal Highness and many happy returns of the day to
you! Imagine that, putting up with
Phillip for, er I mean overseeing her queendom all those years (don’t go
getting all PC now Deb, alright I won’t just, I’ll stop it right now).That
reminds me, once when speaking on British food, the Prince remarked, “British
food is something like a small child. When it’s good it’s very, very good; when
it’s bad, it’s absolutely awful”.Positively smashing SOH on that chap, just
smashing, oh and we’ll be having loads of the former and none of the latter food-wise
tonight as you will soon see. Though
with news just in, we all wish the Prince well as he is in hospital, poor chap,
well not poor exactly, but you know what I mean. Gee, English can be a rather tricky language
at times, as we found out a bit later on the night in the A-Z quiz, but I am
getting ahead of myself.
Anyhoosers, there we were fresh out of the jungle and in
just minutes we were down the road for the big shebang shout up at Hot Lip’s
place (thank you hostess with the moistest!) and being greeted with a lurvely
cocktail and all too.It went straight to our heads so we staggered to our
chairs (proudly bearing our posh goody bags filled with nice prezzies, thanks
Amanda and all you other lovely gals involved in providing that treat) and
sought a good view of that table full of yummy scrumpdillyiciousfood that so
many nice ladies worked tirelessly to prepare for our grateful tummies. Yum-yum and another yum, and another rum or
was it gin, or I forget, is someone getting sozzled already, they just gots
here and already Bettina is Kathryn? – oh dear!%$#!. Sober up darlin’, right, now where was
I? Oh yeah, it was hard to concentrate
once we were called to order, what with all that food right behind the speakers,
and all those sparkly outfits.
There sure were some glam outfits on the night. Bling galore too, some of us were positively
blinded by the bling. It was hard to
believe any of these gals had just been hashing a mere few minutes
beforehand. Jan was truly royal in red,
Nicky so regal in blue and Clare in the sparkliest patriotic number of
all. Simply gorgeous ladies. There were more tiaras than you could shake a
stick at too, it were one posh do alright.
The dress competition is certainly hotting up at these
themed shout ups or haven’t you noticed?Brilliant to behold.Oh and there was marvelous
classy British music playing in the background and we could enjoy the wonderful
themed decorations including fancy napkins and a near life size portrait of the
Queen surrounded by Union Jacks (though technically they are only called Union
Jacks when flown aboard ships – yes ma’am).
So there was the lovely Amanda handing out the keepsake
white FCO tote bags with a right jolly big UK flag on them complements of Sunny
and the British High Comm (thanks so much!), with such nice goodies inside
including a red, white and blue lollipop and a fancy schmancyboxed mug
commemorating the Queen’s Diamond Jubilee.
Cool logo on it and all. Just
terrific.Thank you, thank you, thank you to all you generous and kindhearted
ladies who donated to the kitty to have those made. We shall enjoy those for many moons to come
and toast to your good health each time, we promise. Bottoms up.
There were prizes and more prizes too. Those lucky gals who won were thrilled beyond
measure. Eastern Promise, who also
looked ab fab on the night, hit pay dirt
by winning a Hello magazine. It couldn’t
have gone to anyone more ecstatic. Some
lucky ducks got a second QDJ mug. There
was even a clever A-Z quiz from Smurf who managed to drag out of us the most
obscure royal connections for each letter going. We learned what a dorgi (a cross between a corgi
and dachshund, a special breed created only by the Queen) and a zaza (herfavourite
daily tipple). Things started to get a
bit funny when ‘Y’ was for“Yorkshire
pudding”?! I’m not sure how much
Yorkshire Pudding her Majesty ingests each year, but I’ll bet it’s not a lot what
with all that swan on her plate and all.
Why that Y word I wondered, why indeed.
Oh and we had to move swiftly along at F, because some gals only know
one word that begins with the letter ‘F’ and they sure seem to like to shout it
out a lot, like at the top of their lungs.
(What would the neighbours think?)
Then there was C for Charles, but no one said Camilla, which was only
right and proper since this was the Queen’s nightanyhoosers. Oh, a zaza is made of Dubonnet and gin (which
was created to ward off malaria for French Foreign Legionnaires in N. Africa –
you read it here first) and a favourite of her mum’s and Queen Victoria’s as
well apparently, who knew?). Well done
all around for all the brilliant A-Z terms called out on the night. What clever lot of lasses to be sure.
There weren’t too many announcement, but Sunny reminded all
Brits of the Street Party (picnic/garden party) taking place on the 16th
at the High Comm’s residence in Kota Batu for which one needs to send an
expression of interest to the email address on the FCO website (and have it
acknowledged presumably) to attend. So
maybe it will be round two, or even three, there in terms of the QDJ for some
of the ladies. Then Carolyn invited everyone
round to hers for lunch on Friday the 15th at midday. Lovely, much obliged.
After the fun prize draw and quiz were over it
was time to tuck I and jolly fine fest it was too. There were gourmet salads, fingers sandwiches,
mini homemade quiches, coronation chicken,little sausages, liver pate (as
reported by the carnivores anyhoosers, not this veggie) and water crackers,
homemade scones with jam and cream, tasty trifle and Delia’s whisky cake (ok,
so I took some liberties with the recipe and trebled the amount of liquid
ingredients called for – oops!). It was
all terribly British, or shall I say, incredibly tasty, delectably fine fare, it
was more than that, it was very, very good indeed. Positively delectable. Rah-ther!
So GI Jane, Hotlips, Amanda, Smurf, Sunny and all the rest of you lot in
the UK
posse,thank you ever so much for all
your terrific organisational skills, all your hard work, being all around
wonderful gals and for the absolutely S-P-L-E-N-D-I-D (read with a posh British
accent please) evening that washad by all that was definitely fit for a queen. We’ll all get to run off some of those extra
calories at the next hash which is at Tungku Beach. Be there or don’t be a beach babe. Later dudettes.
Menteri Link |
| HM QE II |
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| Hares GI Jane/Hot Lips with JMs |
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| What a spread! |
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| A right royal wave |
NEXT RUN: TUNGKU BEACH
HARES: Never Wrong/Debra/Gloria
Monday, June 04, 2012
RUN NO. 2284 DIPLO 29 MAY 12
RUN NO. 2284
DATE: 29 MAY 2012
SITE: DIPLO
HARES: SARONG/TRAILBLAZER/ZUR
Front Horn – Satu Lagi
Back Horn – Squeak
How refreshing for me to recollect with a clear head the events of last night, as thanks to Daughter no 2’s French exam I left the hash site early to conjugate verbs and split infinitives, which makes a change from the splitting headache my poor body has become accustomed to on a Wednesday morning.
At the sound of the horn, the front runners sprinted off, with Satu Lagi ably hooting all the way as we all sallied forth wondering what might befall us in the delicious deepness of Diplo. The odd flash of cerise and turquoise lycra contrasted with the many hues of green and brown which we would have paid more attention to had we known that Sarong’s alter ego, Dr Irene, was going to set us a horticultural challenge at the shout up!
We soon came to first check, which turned out to be a back check and was found in short order by Melissa, I think, possibly due to a rogue strip of yellow paper along the trail which gave a lucky clue.
Although I always imagine I am going around in circles at Diplo, we seemed to be following some newly cut paths which were a little arduous for the taller hashers due to low hanging gnarly branches which appeared too serpent like for comfort in the half light of the Bruneian evening. However, one of the more vertically challenged amongst us, Satu Lagi, ended up to her waist in muddy water whilst negotiating a stream but resolutely held her horn above the water and hashed onwards, whilst the community spirited Mad Margz quickly rerouted the trail for the rest of us so that we could avoid the same fate.
There was another near shocking incident as we were gingerly crossing a very slippery log above a murky stream, no doubt populated with several nasty killing creatures. One of the branches being used for balance above snapped and fell in to what suddenly seemed like a raging torrent below, leaving one lady hasher almost in need of smelling salts at the shock, although like a real trooper, she made it across and harried forth, as any good hasher does.
Second check was found with the normal efficiency one would expect from this fabulous bunch of hens and ultimately we came across the racing snakes that are Madam Sin and Smurf who, in the absence of Ryvita, had taken up the reins as front runners and, apparently, sprinted round once and come back in for all the stragglers, demonstrating an athletic prowess that most of us could not even aspire to.
The last path provided a nice opportunity to run out smoothly into the half light of Diplo, which Cheryl quite rightly said during the shout up should be re-named “Sarong” after all the runs the good Dr. has laid for us there.
The shout up was rather rowdy at times and as usual I was unfairly targeted by the JMs for the hashit as I did not speak a single word (a few sentences, but not a single word!) and Mad Margz came to my defence and deflected the JM’s challenge. I’ve always admired the kiwis….
There was one guest, a Brit and a friend of Sunny’s who arrived in Brunei a few months ago and two new hashers were inaugurated – Clare Reid and Sunny.
We celebrated Sarong’s incredible achievement of completing over 400 runs and she let us know that she will invest in a GPS device so we can look forward to ever more challenging runs!
Thereafter the rowdiest group of hashers attempted to sing “Come on Irene [sic]” (Dexy’s MR - which really gave their age away) and “I’ve got you Babe” - Sonny and Cher, surely they weren’t old enough to remember that one? Oops, I forgot I was one of them, and yes, they were old enough!
The delightful food of the evening was served by Dave, yes ladies, there was a man amongst us, and actually a mini-man as well because Django also put in a guest appearance (surely the coolest name in Brunei). The boys served the most delicious curry and although by that time it was dark and I couldn’t really see what I was eating, it tasted very yummy.
Thanks so much to Sarong ,Trailblazer and Zu for a very good run, and a memorable shout up with delicious curries.
On on
NEXT RUN: MENTERI LINK BY PIPES - JUBILEE RUN
HARES: GI Jane/Hot Lips
DATE: 29 MAY 2012
SITE: DIPLO
HARES: SARONG/TRAILBLAZER/ZUR
Front Horn – Satu Lagi
Back Horn – Squeak
How refreshing for me to recollect with a clear head the events of last night, as thanks to Daughter no 2’s French exam I left the hash site early to conjugate verbs and split infinitives, which makes a change from the splitting headache my poor body has become accustomed to on a Wednesday morning.
At the sound of the horn, the front runners sprinted off, with Satu Lagi ably hooting all the way as we all sallied forth wondering what might befall us in the delicious deepness of Diplo. The odd flash of cerise and turquoise lycra contrasted with the many hues of green and brown which we would have paid more attention to had we known that Sarong’s alter ego, Dr Irene, was going to set us a horticultural challenge at the shout up!
We soon came to first check, which turned out to be a back check and was found in short order by Melissa, I think, possibly due to a rogue strip of yellow paper along the trail which gave a lucky clue.
Although I always imagine I am going around in circles at Diplo, we seemed to be following some newly cut paths which were a little arduous for the taller hashers due to low hanging gnarly branches which appeared too serpent like for comfort in the half light of the Bruneian evening. However, one of the more vertically challenged amongst us, Satu Lagi, ended up to her waist in muddy water whilst negotiating a stream but resolutely held her horn above the water and hashed onwards, whilst the community spirited Mad Margz quickly rerouted the trail for the rest of us so that we could avoid the same fate.
There was another near shocking incident as we were gingerly crossing a very slippery log above a murky stream, no doubt populated with several nasty killing creatures. One of the branches being used for balance above snapped and fell in to what suddenly seemed like a raging torrent below, leaving one lady hasher almost in need of smelling salts at the shock, although like a real trooper, she made it across and harried forth, as any good hasher does.
Second check was found with the normal efficiency one would expect from this fabulous bunch of hens and ultimately we came across the racing snakes that are Madam Sin and Smurf who, in the absence of Ryvita, had taken up the reins as front runners and, apparently, sprinted round once and come back in for all the stragglers, demonstrating an athletic prowess that most of us could not even aspire to.
The last path provided a nice opportunity to run out smoothly into the half light of Diplo, which Cheryl quite rightly said during the shout up should be re-named “Sarong” after all the runs the good Dr. has laid for us there.
The shout up was rather rowdy at times and as usual I was unfairly targeted by the JMs for the hashit as I did not speak a single word (a few sentences, but not a single word!) and Mad Margz came to my defence and deflected the JM’s challenge. I’ve always admired the kiwis….
There was one guest, a Brit and a friend of Sunny’s who arrived in Brunei a few months ago and two new hashers were inaugurated – Clare Reid and Sunny.
We celebrated Sarong’s incredible achievement of completing over 400 runs and she let us know that she will invest in a GPS device so we can look forward to ever more challenging runs!
Thereafter the rowdiest group of hashers attempted to sing “Come on Irene [sic]” (Dexy’s MR - which really gave their age away) and “I’ve got you Babe” - Sonny and Cher, surely they weren’t old enough to remember that one? Oops, I forgot I was one of them, and yes, they were old enough!
The delightful food of the evening was served by Dave, yes ladies, there was a man amongst us, and actually a mini-man as well because Django also put in a guest appearance (surely the coolest name in Brunei). The boys served the most delicious curry and although by that time it was dark and I couldn’t really see what I was eating, it tasted very yummy.
Thanks so much to Sarong ,Trailblazer and Zu for a very good run, and a memorable shout up with delicious curries.
On on
NEXT RUN: MENTERI LINK BY PIPES - JUBILEE RUN
HARES: GI Jane/Hot Lips
Monday, May 28, 2012
RUN NO. 2283 LOWER DIPLO 22MAY2012
RUN NO.2283
DATE: 22 MAY 2012
SITE: LOWER DIPLO - Geriatrics and Caregivers Run
HARES: SID/G I JANE/GUNG HO
Leaving all trials and tribulations of the week behind us, we made our way to lower diplo following the well-placed signs for our next hash run in full anticipation of the challenges and thrills ahead. Cars parked at the road side, we all gathered in a rather private tent obscured by tall bushes, a short distance from the main road to be informed that there were two runs , a short geriatric trail marked by a sequence of loo roll papers and fresh long pieces of white paper for the more enthusiastic hashers who preferred the long forest trail. The front horn sounded and off we went armed only with our bare essentials. Signs galore warning "slippery footpaths" etc were aplenty.
We started off on the tarmac and followed a short run on the road to veer into a grassy path between a big ditch and someone’s house fence. A few minutes later the run split into two, the loo roll trail continued to the left on some comfortable tiled paths....understandably so and well thought of......and the longer trail followed a run through some bushes onto a main road. It was very tempting to follow the loo roll trail, but as hashers hungry for some real adventures we took the long forest trail constantly looking for long strips of paper left by the hares.
After another short run on the road, we took a steep descent into the beginning of the forest by treading onto soft slippery ground mostly covered by moist brown leaves. Then into the thick of of it all......long grass on either side of a gently upsloping path again covered with mainly moist brown leaves, requiring subtle balancing in order to avoid slipping into a fall!
The path then turned steeper, with more clearing on either side, not any less slippery than before. It then changed into what was to be a long steep uphill climb, which seemed to take forever. But it was worth it because at the top, we were invited to help ourselves to a token from a bowl full of tiny sweets strategically placed along the path. Yes that was a great boost after a hypoglycaemia-inducing climb. Then came a gentle downhill run, providing release for tired muscles ,a chance to catch our breaths and taking a few sips of water to quench our thirst from heavy sweating during the upward climb.We then found ourselves deep inside forestland, following paths up and down, surrounded by sounds and songs only the creatures of the forests could make. And dare we say it ? Did anyone notice the elves of the tropical rain forests shyly spying on us?
The cries for “checking” could be heard from some distance at various points during the run. Later there were a few streams of cold water and mud to cross .Through a lot of squelch!...splash!....ouch!..... we carried on our trail up and down some more hills.
After 5575 steps recorded on my pedometer and around 2.5 Km, we followed one last steep but short climb and made it through the exit filled with a huge breath of relief as we walked back to our tent where we were fussed over by a trio of geriatrics in long skirts and pinnies proudly flaunting their heavy bosoms. Oh my..........! Talking about bouncing like balloons!
Hard work done, we sat down for the on on. GM thanked the geriatrics trio that somehow managed to lay the hash run. Anyway, token prizes were collected by Sticky Rice ( incontinence diapers) and Nikki ( a soft cushion for piles). Debra won a special kind of underpants with a curious pocket at the mid-front, for correctly suggesting that the purpose of the little pocket is for storing condoms.
We were delighted by the presence of an ex-hasher’s daughter as our guest who had joined us for the run. Eastern Promise & Madmarg (and Dizzy who was still in China) were congratulated for their efforts at the Great Wall Marathon in Beijing the week before. A good event to "tick off" but no record to break due to number of participants.
For the hashits, we initially had three proposed candidates. There were two people noted to have forgotten to sign in and out and also our geriatric trio started the on on without realising that Sarong and Buster the hash dog had not returned to the hash tent. But the trio was spared their punishment as GM heard a text messaging tone on someone’s mobile phone going off and insisted that the person concerned declare herself. In the end, ridden with guilt our lovely Briony stood up to face the whoosh!.... of a bucket load of cold water! Then more announcements and a geriatric joke ensued before we all finally settled down to bread and pumpkin soup.
Well done hashers! Till the next run.....
On on! Zur
DATE: 22 MAY 2012
SITE: LOWER DIPLO - Geriatrics and Caregivers Run
HARES: SID/G I JANE/GUNG HO
Leaving all trials and tribulations of the week behind us, we made our way to lower diplo following the well-placed signs for our next hash run in full anticipation of the challenges and thrills ahead. Cars parked at the road side, we all gathered in a rather private tent obscured by tall bushes, a short distance from the main road to be informed that there were two runs , a short geriatric trail marked by a sequence of loo roll papers and fresh long pieces of white paper for the more enthusiastic hashers who preferred the long forest trail. The front horn sounded and off we went armed only with our bare essentials. Signs galore warning "slippery footpaths" etc were aplenty.
We started off on the tarmac and followed a short run on the road to veer into a grassy path between a big ditch and someone’s house fence. A few minutes later the run split into two, the loo roll trail continued to the left on some comfortable tiled paths....understandably so and well thought of......and the longer trail followed a run through some bushes onto a main road. It was very tempting to follow the loo roll trail, but as hashers hungry for some real adventures we took the long forest trail constantly looking for long strips of paper left by the hares.
After another short run on the road, we took a steep descent into the beginning of the forest by treading onto soft slippery ground mostly covered by moist brown leaves. Then into the thick of of it all......long grass on either side of a gently upsloping path again covered with mainly moist brown leaves, requiring subtle balancing in order to avoid slipping into a fall!
The path then turned steeper, with more clearing on either side, not any less slippery than before. It then changed into what was to be a long steep uphill climb, which seemed to take forever. But it was worth it because at the top, we were invited to help ourselves to a token from a bowl full of tiny sweets strategically placed along the path. Yes that was a great boost after a hypoglycaemia-inducing climb. Then came a gentle downhill run, providing release for tired muscles ,a chance to catch our breaths and taking a few sips of water to quench our thirst from heavy sweating during the upward climb.We then found ourselves deep inside forestland, following paths up and down, surrounded by sounds and songs only the creatures of the forests could make. And dare we say it ? Did anyone notice the elves of the tropical rain forests shyly spying on us?
The cries for “checking” could be heard from some distance at various points during the run. Later there were a few streams of cold water and mud to cross .Through a lot of squelch!...splash!....ouch!..... we carried on our trail up and down some more hills.
After 5575 steps recorded on my pedometer and around 2.5 Km, we followed one last steep but short climb and made it through the exit filled with a huge breath of relief as we walked back to our tent where we were fussed over by a trio of geriatrics in long skirts and pinnies proudly flaunting their heavy bosoms. Oh my..........! Talking about bouncing like balloons!
Hard work done, we sat down for the on on. GM thanked the geriatrics trio that somehow managed to lay the hash run. Anyway, token prizes were collected by Sticky Rice ( incontinence diapers) and Nikki ( a soft cushion for piles). Debra won a special kind of underpants with a curious pocket at the mid-front, for correctly suggesting that the purpose of the little pocket is for storing condoms.
We were delighted by the presence of an ex-hasher’s daughter as our guest who had joined us for the run. Eastern Promise & Madmarg (and Dizzy who was still in China) were congratulated for their efforts at the Great Wall Marathon in Beijing the week before. A good event to "tick off" but no record to break due to number of participants.
For the hashits, we initially had three proposed candidates. There were two people noted to have forgotten to sign in and out and also our geriatric trio started the on on without realising that Sarong and Buster the hash dog had not returned to the hash tent. But the trio was spared their punishment as GM heard a text messaging tone on someone’s mobile phone going off and insisted that the person concerned declare herself. In the end, ridden with guilt our lovely Briony stood up to face the whoosh!.... of a bucket load of cold water! Then more announcements and a geriatric joke ensued before we all finally settled down to bread and pumpkin soup.
Well done hashers! Till the next run.....
On on! Zur
Monday, May 21, 2012
RUN NO.2282 SPG 462 SG HANCHING 15MAY12
RUN NO. 2282
DATE: 15 MAY 2012
SITE: SPG 462 SG HANCHING
HARES: MadMarg/Eastern Promise
FRONT HORN: Mrs Pingu BACK HORN: Squeak
The run was crazy man…found, lost, found, found, lost, found!!
Well what an exciting run that was…we arrived after searching for the Hash sign…some met in the middle of the road and had debates about where? When? how? We took off up a steep run, and off into the lovely Brunei jungle….soon the pack merged and the sounds of “checking” chorused out into the afternoon breezes. Could we find that b…. check? We hunted, we searched, we swore, we analysed, we held long confabs out of that dirty moonscape of mud…20 plus minutes later after Gi Jane, Sid and Squeak had already crossed the little river and bridge and had a good reccy, and then Satu Lagi found the on on paper to the left of the normal trail and we all took off! Past a new iban camp and some poor guys cooking their tea, then onto the road for a little road run and then back up into the forest for another long up…Second check found quickly and third check had them down in the creek and hunting again! Considerable chatter and dissection of run, as appropriate on the signout board… Sneaky laying girls!
Everyone out, great run. On on and Bollywood theme at Glamours for her 79th birthday.
Thank you’s to front horn Mrs Pingu, Squeak back horn.
First time guest Wilma, Scots via NZ. She even wore Indian clobber!
Notices from GI Jane (Music society do on Friday night) Lovely joke by Briony. Then the highlight, was a well taken heckled chapatti demo by Gopah using atta flour. Thanks to Sheila (Glamour’s daughter) and Glamour for the fine Indian food and posh setting.
Gals looked great in their fine clothes.. Glamour promised a big party for her 80 next year…watch this space!
NEXT RUN: LOWER DIPLO
HARES: GI Jane/Gung Ho/Sid
DATE: 15 MAY 2012
SITE: SPG 462 SG HANCHING
HARES: MadMarg/Eastern Promise
FRONT HORN: Mrs Pingu BACK HORN: Squeak
The run was crazy man…found, lost, found, found, lost, found!!
Well what an exciting run that was…we arrived after searching for the Hash sign…some met in the middle of the road and had debates about where? When? how? We took off up a steep run, and off into the lovely Brunei jungle….soon the pack merged and the sounds of “checking” chorused out into the afternoon breezes. Could we find that b…. check? We hunted, we searched, we swore, we analysed, we held long confabs out of that dirty moonscape of mud…20 plus minutes later after Gi Jane, Sid and Squeak had already crossed the little river and bridge and had a good reccy, and then Satu Lagi found the on on paper to the left of the normal trail and we all took off! Past a new iban camp and some poor guys cooking their tea, then onto the road for a little road run and then back up into the forest for another long up…Second check found quickly and third check had them down in the creek and hunting again! Considerable chatter and dissection of run, as appropriate on the signout board… Sneaky laying girls!
Everyone out, great run. On on and Bollywood theme at Glamours for her 79th birthday.
Thank you’s to front horn Mrs Pingu, Squeak back horn.
First time guest Wilma, Scots via NZ. She even wore Indian clobber!
Notices from GI Jane (Music society do on Friday night) Lovely joke by Briony. Then the highlight, was a well taken heckled chapatti demo by Gopah using atta flour. Thanks to Sheila (Glamour’s daughter) and Glamour for the fine Indian food and posh setting.
Gals looked great in their fine clothes.. Glamour promised a big party for her 80 next year…watch this space!
NEXT RUN: LOWER DIPLO
HARES: GI Jane/Gung Ho/Sid
Monday, May 14, 2012
RUN NO. 2281 - MORLEY MOVERS - 8MAY12
RUN NO. 2281
DATE: 8 MAY 2012
SITE: MORLEY MOVERS
HARES: MELISSA/RYVITA/HASHHOUND
NEXT RUN: SPG 462 JLN MUARA, SG HANCHING on on at Glamours' House
HARES: MADMARG/EASTERN PROMISE
DATE: 8 MAY 2012
SITE: MORLEY MOVERS
HARES: MELISSA/RYVITA/HASHHOUND
It is usually raining when we hash here, so maybe tonight we will be lucky and it will stay dry!
I arrived to the hash and unloaded the hash shop etc. I then parked my car; I thought I had a good parking space but Smurf suggested that I move my car, which I did. The horn was sounded and off the ladies went. I was a bit late going in, so teamed up with Sally to walk the hash tonight. Sally was recovering from her half marathon in Kota Kinabalu at the weekend in which she came 3rd and Marcela 9th in the 10km with Kathryn 8th. Well-done ladies. Back to the run. We followed paper that lead us to the steps heading up the hill, and then we got on a nice short trail before we had another hill to tackle which was a bit slippery going up. We were on a good trail that lead us down the hill through the orchard, and then back in to the jungle were the trail took us in a loop around the outskirts of the dam. When we reached to the edge of the water, Melissa was rowing
back in the boat to take the next lot of ladies across the water though a few ladies decided to swim! I thought about it and so did Maria but not for long; in the end we decided to stay dry while Claire just jumped into the water and swam across followed by Anna. Once we were back in the jungle again following the paper trail, we soon reached a down slope were we had rope to assist us. Then we were out on to the muddy area and back to the site. There were plenty of mosquitoes out tonight; so pleased I wore long sleeve top!
It was a great run/walkAt the shout up there were three new guests: Yara from Russia, Rachel, Nicky from UK. No calls for the hashit this week…Congratulations to Possum in completing 250 walks.The rain held off until the end of the shout up and poured down in true Morley Movers hash site style!!
NEXT RUN: SPG 462 JLN MUARA, SG HANCHING on on at Glamours' House
HARES: MADMARG/EASTERN PROMISE
Tuesday, May 08, 2012
RUN NO. 2280-TJ BUNUT KANAN-1MAY12
RUN NO. 2280
DATE: 1 MAY 2012
SITE: TJ BUNUT KANAN - ANZAC RUN
HARES: Legally Blonde/Madmarg
(Sorry --- no photos!!!-- again)
Well! After sitting in traffic on Jalan Jerudong for nearly an hour I realised I was an ASS (assuming there’d be a sign on Jalan Jerudong) and made the call to Marg and Cath who sent me off to Jalan Tutong. At 6pm, just before Sleazy Gardens, I drove past Ryvita who looked pretty fresh still, offered her a lift which she declined and found a park.
Once she and Yvette (Hash Hound) were hosed down, they joined me at a table and told me about the run. ‘Very muddy, Maria (Satu Lagi) found the first check, Boel the second, 45 minutes for the front runners’, and Ryvita said that she’d overbalanced on a log and fallen into water up to her armpits. No wonder she looked clean. Satu Lagi observed that if it’d been she who’d fallen in, she would have disappeared from view.
Just before the shout up, Cath (Legally Blonde) passed out presents to everyone, fantastic 2 bottle coolie bags, thankyou Cath.
As it was the ANZAC run, the Kiwi and Aussie flags were proudly displayed, Jan (Possum) spoke of the ANZACs and why we remember them so respectfully and gratefully. Catherine read the dedication and we observed a minute’s silence before Jan read out a moving poem. To finish off the ANZAC remembrance, the Australians and Kiwis loudly and gustily sang their respective national anthems. It’s good how the words come back.
We welcomed two guests, one German and one British and a short time later, two more emerged from the jungle with Zuriana and Irene (Sarong). We welcomed them too, one Irish, one Australian.
Announcements were: Serunai Singers and the Red Dress run.
At the end, I asked who was responsible for the shout up starting before the last runners were out of the jungle. Bad idea. The hares will be on my tail now.. omg they are so going to get me.
NEXT RUN: MORLEY MOVERS - SPG 791 JLN MUARA KG TANAH JAMBU
Wear long sleeves, lots of repellent and studded shoes as it’s slippery, thorny and mozzy infested.
HARES: Melissa/Ryvita/Hashhound.
DATE: 1 MAY 2012
SITE: TJ BUNUT KANAN - ANZAC RUN
HARES: Legally Blonde/Madmarg
(Sorry --- no photos!!!-- again)
Well! After sitting in traffic on Jalan Jerudong for nearly an hour I realised I was an ASS (assuming there’d be a sign on Jalan Jerudong) and made the call to Marg and Cath who sent me off to Jalan Tutong. At 6pm, just before Sleazy Gardens, I drove past Ryvita who looked pretty fresh still, offered her a lift which she declined and found a park.
Once she and Yvette (Hash Hound) were hosed down, they joined me at a table and told me about the run. ‘Very muddy, Maria (Satu Lagi) found the first check, Boel the second, 45 minutes for the front runners’, and Ryvita said that she’d overbalanced on a log and fallen into water up to her armpits. No wonder she looked clean. Satu Lagi observed that if it’d been she who’d fallen in, she would have disappeared from view.
Just before the shout up, Cath (Legally Blonde) passed out presents to everyone, fantastic 2 bottle coolie bags, thankyou Cath.
As it was the ANZAC run, the Kiwi and Aussie flags were proudly displayed, Jan (Possum) spoke of the ANZACs and why we remember them so respectfully and gratefully. Catherine read the dedication and we observed a minute’s silence before Jan read out a moving poem. To finish off the ANZAC remembrance, the Australians and Kiwis loudly and gustily sang their respective national anthems. It’s good how the words come back.
We welcomed two guests, one German and one British and a short time later, two more emerged from the jungle with Zuriana and Irene (Sarong). We welcomed them too, one Irish, one Australian.
Announcements were: Serunai Singers and the Red Dress run.
At the end, I asked who was responsible for the shout up starting before the last runners were out of the jungle. Bad idea. The hares will be on my tail now.. omg they are so going to get me.
NEXT RUN: MORLEY MOVERS - SPG 791 JLN MUARA KG TANAH JAMBU
Wear long sleeves, lots of repellent and studded shoes as it’s slippery, thorny and mozzy infested.
HARES: Melissa/Ryvita/Hashhound.
Monday, April 30, 2012
RUN NO. 2279 SPG564 JLN SUBOK - 24APR2012
RUN NO. 2279 (ST GEORGES RUN)
DATE: 24 APR 2012
SITE: SPG 564 JLN SUBOK
HARES: Mrs Pingu/Bunny Girl
isited |
| Sticky Rice with great bush background. |
It was a humid afternoon last Tuesday as we congregated at Mrs. Pingu’s Mansion for our weekly run/walk/talk. The mansion was already done up ready for a great British On On and the dragons on flags were flying high from the camelbaks of many of the runners.
Ryvita lead the pack, with front horn as the
girls took off up a quick trek across cleared grounds and then up into the
forest towards the ridge and lots of ups and downs. It threatened rain, but just spat a
little. The ground was wet on the way in
down the first muddy slope to a creek, we met up with Glamour and Duchess, who
were contemplating the muddy slide!
Lots of new ground cut through in and around
the farms and a quick road walk back for a festive on on…
The girls led the shout up with a rousing
chorus of all things great and English…the spice girls! And prizes of Wine gums
for dragons found were dolled out.
The
English quiz with more prizes made lots of sexual innuendos and good laughs.
Some notices of Hetero Red Dress run coming
up, Seranai Singers at Jerudong and Mad
Margs' Exhibition at her home.
No-one got the hash shit...watch this space…
Next week’s run: ANZAC DAY put on by the Aussie’s and Kiwis in memory of all those brave soldiers who died fighting for the Allies in World War One.
SITE: Tanjong Bunut Kanan
HARES: Legally Blonde & friends
Tuesday, April 24, 2012
RUN NO. 2278 DIPLO 17 APR 12
RUN NO. 2278
DATE: 17 APR 2012
SITE: DIPLO
HARES: Sarong/Mani Mouse/Gloria
The wild thunderstorm of the previous evening was the main topic of conversation as an eager group of lady hashers gathered last Tuesday evening. Some commented that they hadn't experienced banging like that in years.
There was a faint odour of bad eggs in the air, which I think was the detritus from the kids hash a couple of days earlier at which many, many eggs were smashed... or maybe it was just the left over whiff of the kids! The eagle eyed amongst us may have seen egg shells everywhere and I was secretly a bit more scared than usual, thinking what a lovely meal a slimy raw egg might be for one of our slithery friends.
And so off we went like racing snakes (one or two hens anyway), squelching through the boggy sand before entering the leafy green jungle and scrambling down, down, down into another Tuesday night adventure - what would Diplo deliver to us this evening?
First check was found quickly and we all piled onwards, still full of energy which soon dissipated for some, as a huge hill loomed ahead and we started trekking upwards, a few of us stopping halfway up, suddenly desirous of taking in the view ... nothing to do with running out of breath. We conquered it little by little and finally everyone felt victorious on top .... exactly what makes life fun.
Second check came soon afterwards and then a third but they were both pretty straightforward and we continued up and down the trippy trails once more, traversing some streams en route. One log bridge in particular was a bit wobbly and I nearly tipped into the murky water of the stream and it wouldn't have been for the first time. It was a lovely run, with I think some new paths cut. The final hill was a challenge and thus there was much relief when we emerged through the ferny bracken to enjoy the vestiges of light shining warmly upon our ruddy complexions - mine at least!
There was a cordial shout up and the first timers behaved impeccably, sticking to all the rules, having been well briefed, so no risk of a hashit there. Thus the JM and GM were forced to fabricate a story about someone talking but to no avail! Suddenly a mobile phone ring blared out from the jungle quiet. The JM and GM thought things were looking up for a hashit extravaganza an almost started to prepare the icy water but no, it was a mercy call from Trailblazer who had become lost in the darkest depths of Diplo, so Hash Hound and Sarong (and maybe others, I'm not sure as I was too busy talking!) sallied forth and Trailblazer emerged not too much later still with plenty of time to enjoy the blue and green hues of the rainforest at dusk, or at least in the esky.
There was also a celebration of April birthdays, Madam Sin's being particularly memorable thanks to DST's promotional generosity and we then settled down to a delicious selection of curries which I had intended to skip but after a couple of blues, they seemed all the more tempting and I ended up making the right decision - the food was delectable!
Thanks so much to the hares for an exhilarating run and gorgeous food. on on Anna M.
NEXT RUN: SPG 564 Jln Subok
HARES: Mrs Pinggu/Bunny Girl (Pee Wee)
DATE: 17 APR 2012
SITE: DIPLO
HARES: Sarong/Mani Mouse/Gloria
The wild thunderstorm of the previous evening was the main topic of conversation as an eager group of lady hashers gathered last Tuesday evening. Some commented that they hadn't experienced banging like that in years.
There was a faint odour of bad eggs in the air, which I think was the detritus from the kids hash a couple of days earlier at which many, many eggs were smashed... or maybe it was just the left over whiff of the kids! The eagle eyed amongst us may have seen egg shells everywhere and I was secretly a bit more scared than usual, thinking what a lovely meal a slimy raw egg might be for one of our slithery friends.
And so off we went like racing snakes (one or two hens anyway), squelching through the boggy sand before entering the leafy green jungle and scrambling down, down, down into another Tuesday night adventure - what would Diplo deliver to us this evening?
First check was found quickly and we all piled onwards, still full of energy which soon dissipated for some, as a huge hill loomed ahead and we started trekking upwards, a few of us stopping halfway up, suddenly desirous of taking in the view ... nothing to do with running out of breath. We conquered it little by little and finally everyone felt victorious on top .... exactly what makes life fun.
Second check came soon afterwards and then a third but they were both pretty straightforward and we continued up and down the trippy trails once more, traversing some streams en route. One log bridge in particular was a bit wobbly and I nearly tipped into the murky water of the stream and it wouldn't have been for the first time. It was a lovely run, with I think some new paths cut. The final hill was a challenge and thus there was much relief when we emerged through the ferny bracken to enjoy the vestiges of light shining warmly upon our ruddy complexions - mine at least!
There was a cordial shout up and the first timers behaved impeccably, sticking to all the rules, having been well briefed, so no risk of a hashit there. Thus the JM and GM were forced to fabricate a story about someone talking but to no avail! Suddenly a mobile phone ring blared out from the jungle quiet. The JM and GM thought things were looking up for a hashit extravaganza an almost started to prepare the icy water but no, it was a mercy call from Trailblazer who had become lost in the darkest depths of Diplo, so Hash Hound and Sarong (and maybe others, I'm not sure as I was too busy talking!) sallied forth and Trailblazer emerged not too much later still with plenty of time to enjoy the blue and green hues of the rainforest at dusk, or at least in the esky.
There was also a celebration of April birthdays, Madam Sin's being particularly memorable thanks to DST's promotional generosity and we then settled down to a delicious selection of curries which I had intended to skip but after a couple of blues, they seemed all the more tempting and I ended up making the right decision - the food was delectable!
Thanks so much to the hares for an exhilarating run and gorgeous food. on on Anna M.
NEXT RUN: SPG 564 Jln Subok
HARES: Mrs Pinggu/Bunny Girl (Pee Wee)
Tuesday, April 17, 2012
RUN NO. 2277 - SPG 370 JLN MUARA - 10APR12
RUN NO. 2277 - ROADRUNNER LEE MEMORIAL RUN
DATE: 10 APR 2012
SITE: SPG 370 JLN MUARA, KG SG TILONG
HARES: Marcella/Hot Lips/Madam Sin
This was a special run in remembrance of a fellow hasher whose life was plucked tragically by an irresponsible driver. But we move on and remember the good times. The day itself was pleasant, no rain, no blistering sun just wonderfully congenial for our run. The run, a five kilometer run, had all the ingredients that made it very doable especially - NO CHECKS!!! Whooo hooo - clear all the way.
We scrambled on in a relaxed, unconcerned manner when the horn went off heralding that the run had begun. Ah, was it because we would not have to worry about anything because it promised to be a straight forward run? Hmmmm. It turned out to be not so straightforward after all because there were still some small hills to climb, some long stretches of trails that needed negotiating because we had to walk along slopes and thus maintain our balance and ensure that we did not twist an ankle. We strolled along, some chatting, some dreaming, and some running- as usual. Finally, all of us returned in good time, hungry and ready for the feast awaiting us.
The shout up began with the GMs thanking front horn ( Karen?), back horn (Naj) and the hares- Heather, Marcela, and Madam Sin. We had a guest, Sunny, from England as well. Debora read a moving memorial poem for Lee. Then it was time for Fish and chips and camaraderie to end the lovely evening. On on.
NEXT RUN: DIPLO
HARES: Gloria, Irene, Marcela and Mani
DATE: 10 APR 2012
SITE: SPG 370 JLN MUARA, KG SG TILONG
HARES: Marcella/Hot Lips/Madam Sin
This was a special run in remembrance of a fellow hasher whose life was plucked tragically by an irresponsible driver. But we move on and remember the good times. The day itself was pleasant, no rain, no blistering sun just wonderfully congenial for our run. The run, a five kilometer run, had all the ingredients that made it very doable especially - NO CHECKS!!! Whooo hooo - clear all the way.
We scrambled on in a relaxed, unconcerned manner when the horn went off heralding that the run had begun. Ah, was it because we would not have to worry about anything because it promised to be a straight forward run? Hmmmm. It turned out to be not so straightforward after all because there were still some small hills to climb, some long stretches of trails that needed negotiating because we had to walk along slopes and thus maintain our balance and ensure that we did not twist an ankle. We strolled along, some chatting, some dreaming, and some running- as usual. Finally, all of us returned in good time, hungry and ready for the feast awaiting us.
The shout up began with the GMs thanking front horn ( Karen?), back horn (Naj) and the hares- Heather, Marcela, and Madam Sin. We had a guest, Sunny, from England as well. Debora read a moving memorial poem for Lee. Then it was time for Fish and chips and camaraderie to end the lovely evening. On on.
NEXT RUN: DIPLO
HARES: Gloria, Irene, Marcela and Mani
Monday, April 09, 2012
RUN NO. 2276 SPG 378 SG AKAR 3 APR 2012
RUN NO. 2276
DATE: 3 APRIL 2012
HARES: Madmarg/Bunny Girl
SITE: SPG 378 SG AKAR (WATER TOWER OPP RUBBISH DUMP)
What a lovely evening! No rain and a great run. What more could a hasher want.
The evening started well and it was good to see a few hashers on their return from the holidays. The trails were of a typical hash with a few ups and downs and with a few good cheeky checks thrown in. Glad that Mad Margz phone (lost on laying the trail) was found too. Thank you girls for a great hash. The samosas were yummy too!
This weeks hash is our memorial run for our greatly missed honorary member Lee Roadrunner Jefford. We planned this with her very much in our thoughts as 370 has still fortunately some of her favourite trails.
Lee was an avid book lover and loved poems and rhymes so we have dedicated this little ditty to her.
HERE WE GO ROUND THE HASH
This is the way we lay the hash, lay the hash, lay the hash,
This is the way we lay the hash on a hot and humid Tuesday.
This is the way we follow the paper, follow the paper, follow the paper,
This is the way we follow the paper on a hot and humid Tuesday.
On and on we cross the streams, cross the streams, cross the streams,
On and on we cross the streams on a hot and humid Tuesday.
Then we go running up the hills ,down the hills, up the hills,
Then we go running up the hills on a hot and humid Tuesday.
This is the way we finish the hash, finish the hash, finish the hash,
This is the way we finish the hash with a blue or greeny cold one.
CHEERS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
NEXT RUN: SPG 370 JLN MUARA, KG SG TILONG - Lee Runner Jefford Memorial run
HARES: Hot Lips/Marcella
DATE: 3 APRIL 2012
HARES: Madmarg/Bunny Girl
SITE: SPG 378 SG AKAR (WATER TOWER OPP RUBBISH DUMP)
What a lovely evening! No rain and a great run. What more could a hasher want.
The evening started well and it was good to see a few hashers on their return from the holidays. The trails were of a typical hash with a few ups and downs and with a few good cheeky checks thrown in. Glad that Mad Margz phone (lost on laying the trail) was found too. Thank you girls for a great hash. The samosas were yummy too!
This weeks hash is our memorial run for our greatly missed honorary member Lee Roadrunner Jefford. We planned this with her very much in our thoughts as 370 has still fortunately some of her favourite trails.
Lee was an avid book lover and loved poems and rhymes so we have dedicated this little ditty to her.
HERE WE GO ROUND THE HASH
This is the way we lay the hash, lay the hash, lay the hash,
This is the way we lay the hash on a hot and humid Tuesday.
This is the way we follow the paper, follow the paper, follow the paper,
This is the way we follow the paper on a hot and humid Tuesday.
On and on we cross the streams, cross the streams, cross the streams,
On and on we cross the streams on a hot and humid Tuesday.
Then we go running up the hills ,down the hills, up the hills,
Then we go running up the hills on a hot and humid Tuesday.
This is the way we finish the hash, finish the hash, finish the hash,
This is the way we finish the hash with a blue or greeny cold one.
CHEERS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
NEXT RUN: SPG 370 JLN MUARA, KG SG TILONG - Lee Runner Jefford Memorial run
HARES: Hot Lips/Marcella
Tuesday, April 03, 2012
RUN NO. 2275 - MENTERI LINK 27 MAR 2012
RUN NO. 2275
DATE: 27 MAR 2012
SITE: MENTERI LINK
HARES: GI Jane/Sid
FRONT HORN: Fertile Myrtle BACK HORN: Erin/Alice in Wonderland
A rather grey day out on the Mentiri highway. Perhaps the burst of rain not long before the horn blew contributed to the low turnout or perhaps hens were still on holiday, but the keen souls who did turn up eagerly awaited their chance to ascend into the depths of the Salimbigar jungle. Actually it turned out to be more the heights of the jungle, as after we had waded through the bracken to the left of the waterpipes, the trail began to climb. First check was soon found by the eagle eyes of Mad Margz and the hens continued to toil ever upwards. Second check proved rather more elusive and after much calling, clucking and wagging of tail feathers, Ready Mix finally discovered the on-trail up the hill and over a ridge. The by now widely scattered Hens struggled up any way they could (in some cases making their own trail through the undergrowth) to get back on paper. The trail carried on (and often up. Note: It is a weird phenomenon that runs in this area always seem to contain more up trail than down trail.) through some lovely areas of jungle. A third check was found by Fertile Myrtle and knowing the end was not too far away the hens ran, strolled, and stumbled down the final path coming out of the bracken next to the starting point.
Most hens gradually trundled down the road to GI Jane’s new abode at Simpang 420 on Jalan Muara but final numbers at the shout up were probably only about 20-25. A decision was unanimously made to have a ‘sitting meeting’ so hens gathered in a circle, relaxed in their chairs, drinks in hands, with the familiar background sounds of can tabs being pulled and peanut shells being cracked. There was one first time guest, Heather (what a lovely name!), from Scotland who is directing a visiting theatre company working at ISB. Never Wrong was piled with praises and heartily applauded for her achievement of her 350 runs award. There was one lot of hash shit given out, and Smurf updated us on Magic Roundabout’s latest adventures since leaving Brunei. By now the aroma of hot soup was pervading the night air and hungry hens lined up for their piping hot bowl of lentil soup and delicious brown bread. As the stars twinkled far above, happy hens slowly folded their chairs and wended their way home.
NEXT RUN: SPG 378 SG AKAR (Water tower opp rubbish dump)
HARES: Madmarg/Karlene
DATE: 27 MAR 2012
SITE: MENTERI LINK
HARES: GI Jane/Sid
FRONT HORN: Fertile Myrtle BACK HORN: Erin/Alice in Wonderland
A rather grey day out on the Mentiri highway. Perhaps the burst of rain not long before the horn blew contributed to the low turnout or perhaps hens were still on holiday, but the keen souls who did turn up eagerly awaited their chance to ascend into the depths of the Salimbigar jungle. Actually it turned out to be more the heights of the jungle, as after we had waded through the bracken to the left of the waterpipes, the trail began to climb. First check was soon found by the eagle eyes of Mad Margz and the hens continued to toil ever upwards. Second check proved rather more elusive and after much calling, clucking and wagging of tail feathers, Ready Mix finally discovered the on-trail up the hill and over a ridge. The by now widely scattered Hens struggled up any way they could (in some cases making their own trail through the undergrowth) to get back on paper. The trail carried on (and often up. Note: It is a weird phenomenon that runs in this area always seem to contain more up trail than down trail.) through some lovely areas of jungle. A third check was found by Fertile Myrtle and knowing the end was not too far away the hens ran, strolled, and stumbled down the final path coming out of the bracken next to the starting point.
Most hens gradually trundled down the road to GI Jane’s new abode at Simpang 420 on Jalan Muara but final numbers at the shout up were probably only about 20-25. A decision was unanimously made to have a ‘sitting meeting’ so hens gathered in a circle, relaxed in their chairs, drinks in hands, with the familiar background sounds of can tabs being pulled and peanut shells being cracked. There was one first time guest, Heather (what a lovely name!), from Scotland who is directing a visiting theatre company working at ISB. Never Wrong was piled with praises and heartily applauded for her achievement of her 350 runs award. There was one lot of hash shit given out, and Smurf updated us on Magic Roundabout’s latest adventures since leaving Brunei. By now the aroma of hot soup was pervading the night air and hungry hens lined up for their piping hot bowl of lentil soup and delicious brown bread. As the stars twinkled far above, happy hens slowly folded their chairs and wended their way home.
NEXT RUN: SPG 378 SG AKAR (Water tower opp rubbish dump)
HARES: Madmarg/Karlene
Tuesday, March 27, 2012
RUN NO. 2274 LUCKY GARDENS 20 MAR 2012
RUN NO. 2274
SITE: LUCKY GARDENS
DATE: 20 MAR 2012
HARES: PEAHEN/EASTERN PROMISE
FRONT HORN: Madmargz
BACK HORN: Trailblazer
30 hens and 3 chicks
A fine afternoon with the usual clucking as hens gathered at the tent waiting for the horn to set us off on the run. We headed into the jungle by climbing the muddy hill complete with its many excavations. The in trail was on the right and we soon came across the coloured 1st check paper. Passing the site of the old gardens we turned right onto the main ridge and went up and down along this for quite a while. The hares were kind to us and we did not have to go down into the valley and up again, we took the path left and went out into more open ground along the fence (of what may be the Brunei secret service – who knows!). After walking down and over drains we headed up again and returned to the tree cover. We were now on the opposite ridge and continued all the way along to the end, reaching the junction with the path that goes down to the end of Spg 542. At this point we turned left onto the path that leads to the lake. However before we reached it were turned right and joined the track that goes out to Spg 542. A new area of trees had been cut down just before we arrived at the road. What could they be planning there? Thanks hares for the conveniently placed logs at the exit that saved us sinking into the mud. We returned along the road to the tent.
The shout up was a little quieter than usual with many hens away for the holidays. There were no first time guests, no awards and no new members. However Cow Girl was back with us and we did have 2 dogs on the run. Announcements included information about fund raising for an injured H4 hasher, Terry, who needs to be evacuated to the UK for further treatment following a head injury. A T shirt is being sold at $25 to raise money. Please see Mad Marg to order one or pass to her any donations you would like to make. Other fund raising events will follow. Mad Marg was the honoured hash member who received the hash hit this week when her phone went off during the shout up. She has Nancy to thank for that (and golf) who should actually know better!
Thanks to the hares for the lovely food, a vegetarian biriyani.
On On GI Jane
NEXT RUN: MENTERI HIGWAY PIPES/U TURN - Wear longs as there is some bracken at the start.
HARES: GI Jane/Sid
Tuesday, March 20, 2012
RUN NO. 2273 SPG 462-86 SG HANCHING 13MAR12
RUN NO. 2273
DATE: 13 MAR 2012
SITE: SPG 462-86 SG HANCHING, JLN MUARA
HARES: SATU LAGI/JANE SHEEHY/ANNABEL M
FRONT HORN: PEE WEE BACK HORN: EASTERN PROMISE
As usual I came straight from work and heard the horn when I parked my car.
After quickly signing in, I rushed to catch up with the other hens, which was not easy as it went up the first steep hill. Reaching the top of the hill we turned right on to one of the main trails of this area.
So along I went on the ridge for a while until there was a left turn going down towards the river and soon I found the blue paper indicating the first check.
Crossing the river we turned right and “OH NO” they made us climb that damn hill!!!! Finally after huffing and puffing I made it to the top, where we turned left again. At least now it was going down the hill and not the other way around. We crossed the log which has mushrooms (some of you might call them fungi) growing on it, just beautiful!
At some stage we turned to the right, going further down until we reached the tip of the swamp, crossing some deep water hole and reached a field. The hens were still scattered in the area checking for the “on” paper. Finally someone called and there we went, back into the jungle.
“Oh No” not another hill to climb, but at least it wasn’t as steep as the previous one. Reaching the top of the ridge, soon we were back down the hill, which we first climbed up.
Thank you hares for this great run.
Sorry, I had to leave right after the run, but here are some notes from my co-hare Eastern Promise:
The Shout up was at Jane’s house across the other side of Jalan Muara and everyone was asked to wear something green, as we celebrated St Patrick’s Day. A lot of hens took an effort and dressed up; some of them looked really nice. Prizes were given to runners finding shamrocks in the jungle.
Jane was given a hash handle and from now on is called “Sticky Rice”.
Finally Satu Lagi and Annabel were given the hashit for indicating the wrong hash site.
The food afterwards was not to be missed. Thanks a lot to the hares for the yummy feast and fruits afterwards!
On On Peahen
By the way, when I picked up the signs last week, I found them in a really sad condition. A big "Thank you" to our honorary member Juergen for the new signs!! and our member Bini Hutan for her support.
NEXT RUN: LUCKY GARDENS Spg 452-48 Jalan Muara, Kg Sg Hanching
HARES: Peahen/Eastern Promise
Thursday, March 08, 2012
RUN NO. 2272 DIPLO 6 MAR 2012
RUN NO. 2272
DATE: 6 MAR 2012
SITE: DIPLO
HARES: Squeak & Psycho
The warning:90 minutes for walky talkies
The committment: PTA meeting at school at 7pm
The sum: 7pm minus a shower equals 6.45pm minus 90 minutes hash equals fifteen minutes leawaysomethingisboundtohappentostressmeoutlikeachatoracoldbeverageoradogintheroad so I only went to question three.
Apparently there were 5 questions in the jungle related to hashing, (thanks Psycho and Squeek, as if it isn't enough stomping up and down turning purple and puffing, you want cerebral exercise as well?) I hope the makan was good after that!
I have it on good authority that the two checks were found by Yvette and Mrs Pingu and it went on and on and on after question 3 which was the recommended turning point if you didn't fancy a Wednesday RIPAS breakfast and I did not. Several people reckon they got out in the light even though they went in late and did the whole thing but they were Kiwis so don't believe a word of it. The weather was good to us with zero precipitation, only 750% humidity and no lightening within a two metre radius. The tent stayed up, the chairs stayed down, I have absolutely no idea if the hashit was given out but have a feeling it may be coming my way for these words. Incidently, you know I do the ice to make all those lovely blues and greens and pluses and H20s nice and cold right!!! See you at my place next week for the Patrick's Day shout up. On on Jane.
The committment: PTA meeting at school at 7pm
The sum: 7pm minus a shower equals 6.45pm minus 90 minutes hash equals fifteen minutes leawaysomethingisboundtohappentostressmeoutlikeachatoracoldbeverageoradogintheroad so I only went to question three.
Apparently there were 5 questions in the jungle related to hashing, (thanks Psycho and Squeek, as if it isn't enough stomping up and down turning purple and puffing, you want cerebral exercise as well?) I hope the makan was good after that!
I have it on good authority that the two checks were found by Yvette and Mrs Pingu and it went on and on and on after question 3 which was the recommended turning point if you didn't fancy a Wednesday RIPAS breakfast and I did not. Several people reckon they got out in the light even though they went in late and did the whole thing but they were Kiwis so don't believe a word of it. The weather was good to us with zero precipitation, only 750% humidity and no lightening within a two metre radius. The tent stayed up, the chairs stayed down, I have absolutely no idea if the hashit was given out but have a feeling it may be coming my way for these words. Incidently, you know I do the ice to make all those lovely blues and greens and pluses and H20s nice and cold right!!! See you at my place next week for the Patrick's Day shout up. On on Jane.
NEXT RUN: SPG 462 Sg Hanching Baru --- celebrating ST PATRICKS DAY-----I SEE GREEN, GREEN, GREEN
HARES: Jane/Annabel & Satu Lagi
Saturday, March 03, 2012
RUN NO. 2271 SPG 787 JLN MUARA, KG SALAMBIGAR
RUN NO. 2271
DATE: 28 FEB 2012
SITE: SPG 787 JLN MUARA, KG SALAMBIGAR
HARES: NICKI TC/DUCHESS OF CAMBRIDGE/CALL GIRL
Confused ramblings of a self-confessed occasionally delusional hasher.
Right well it’s 4pm on Tuesday afternoon and the kids are safely ensconced in the house doing homework or playing with something so it’s my time to get ready to go to hash – I have luckily remembered that Jane (who could have had a hash name by now as I thought of a good one while I was JM that combined one of the main tenets of physiotherapy with the way she hashes and her hash job and had a great Bruneian flavour but by the time inspiration struck me I was almost out of the job and Jane missed a couple of shout-ups so that’s that she’ll have to wait until some other time) asked me to bring the ice but I can’t go back to the place I used last week because while I was busy paying for the ice I didn’t notice the man helpfully trying to put the ice into the boot of my car not realising that the boot hydraulics don’t work properly so instead of staying up when he let it go it fell straight down on his head and I was sure he was going to bleed all over the place so I’m definitely not going there again – anyway I’ve decided to try a new place along jalan muara where I will lock the car and not open it until I am there to ensure that that the accident (once is an accident while more than that must be on purpose) doesn’t happen again.
– on my way to Diva’s old house which is Nicky’s new abode I get caught in the usual jalan muara traffic jam which I had forgotten about as I haven’t driven this way for some time I contemplate writing to Diva to tell her about the hash tonight but decide that a facebook note would be just as good knowing full well that the way I usually get distracted by stuff means that the likelihood of this actually happening is not promising and that means I’m not the best friend in the world but surely a true friend would forgive me – feeling pleased with myself as I also remembered it was a road run tonight so I’ve worn sneakers rather than my knobbly old hash boots.
I sign in and then talk to various people while waiting for Catherine to toot the horn to start the hash which she does in due course and away we all go down the hill and along the main road before veering sharp right onto a side road which has a steep hill that I decide should be conquered by jogging up it (always incredibly optimistic at the start of a hash) and then along the road we go – pass some graffiti which says ‘dogy style’ which annoys me on so many levels as not only is it polluting the environment it is also spelt incorrectly and moreover true ‘doggy style’ would involve being tied together after mating by intimate body parts for at least an hour which although it would mean compulsory tender cuddling moments (nice) could also necessitate some extremely embarrassing emergency phone calls (not nice)
– by this time the front runners are searching for first check so I go further down the road and low and behold there’s the check so I call it through then continue to where the paper turns left again into an orchard/farm area but by that time Peewee has found paper further along the road so I decide to just keep on the road winding my way through a lovely little kampong where the people are so friendly that a nice old couple wave to me and a younger guy driving passed gives me a thumbs up sign and a little girl sitting in a window waves and shouts hello – back on the main road I make my way to the shout-up passing an overly friendly strange dog that was very lucky not to be run over and the back-horn who had accidently cut out on an earlier road
– thanks to Call girl and Nicky and the Duchess of Cambridge for providing us with a run even after all the jungle they had planned to take us through was removed by the ‘lets make jalan muara an even busier road than it is’ committee as well as a lovely dinner in the form of sloppy joes and pudding which is a treat – the shout up had Sue performing her new duty for the first time which she did very well even telling a joke so I’m sure that her and Cheryl have got this hash sorted – a first time guest was introduced and a couple of returning hashers were toasted as well as a new hasher signed up – afterwards was the time for imbibing various beverages while indulging in some philosophical discussions – please feel free to put in any punctuation you deem necessary to make this missive legible and I’ll see you all next week at diplo where the run will be longish with a couple of interesting river crossings if its fine or shorter with some slippery mud if its wet – onon.
NEXT RUN: DIPLO
HARES: Squeak/Psycho
DATE: 28 FEB 2012
SITE: SPG 787 JLN MUARA, KG SALAMBIGAR
HARES: NICKI TC/DUCHESS OF CAMBRIDGE/CALL GIRL
Confused ramblings of a self-confessed occasionally delusional hasher.
Right well it’s 4pm on Tuesday afternoon and the kids are safely ensconced in the house doing homework or playing with something so it’s my time to get ready to go to hash – I have luckily remembered that Jane (who could have had a hash name by now as I thought of a good one while I was JM that combined one of the main tenets of physiotherapy with the way she hashes and her hash job and had a great Bruneian flavour but by the time inspiration struck me I was almost out of the job and Jane missed a couple of shout-ups so that’s that she’ll have to wait until some other time) asked me to bring the ice but I can’t go back to the place I used last week because while I was busy paying for the ice I didn’t notice the man helpfully trying to put the ice into the boot of my car not realising that the boot hydraulics don’t work properly so instead of staying up when he let it go it fell straight down on his head and I was sure he was going to bleed all over the place so I’m definitely not going there again – anyway I’ve decided to try a new place along jalan muara where I will lock the car and not open it until I am there to ensure that that the accident (once is an accident while more than that must be on purpose) doesn’t happen again.
– on my way to Diva’s old house which is Nicky’s new abode I get caught in the usual jalan muara traffic jam which I had forgotten about as I haven’t driven this way for some time I contemplate writing to Diva to tell her about the hash tonight but decide that a facebook note would be just as good knowing full well that the way I usually get distracted by stuff means that the likelihood of this actually happening is not promising and that means I’m not the best friend in the world but surely a true friend would forgive me – feeling pleased with myself as I also remembered it was a road run tonight so I’ve worn sneakers rather than my knobbly old hash boots.
I sign in and then talk to various people while waiting for Catherine to toot the horn to start the hash which she does in due course and away we all go down the hill and along the main road before veering sharp right onto a side road which has a steep hill that I decide should be conquered by jogging up it (always incredibly optimistic at the start of a hash) and then along the road we go – pass some graffiti which says ‘dogy style’ which annoys me on so many levels as not only is it polluting the environment it is also spelt incorrectly and moreover true ‘doggy style’ would involve being tied together after mating by intimate body parts for at least an hour which although it would mean compulsory tender cuddling moments (nice) could also necessitate some extremely embarrassing emergency phone calls (not nice)
– by this time the front runners are searching for first check so I go further down the road and low and behold there’s the check so I call it through then continue to where the paper turns left again into an orchard/farm area but by that time Peewee has found paper further along the road so I decide to just keep on the road winding my way through a lovely little kampong where the people are so friendly that a nice old couple wave to me and a younger guy driving passed gives me a thumbs up sign and a little girl sitting in a window waves and shouts hello – back on the main road I make my way to the shout-up passing an overly friendly strange dog that was very lucky not to be run over and the back-horn who had accidently cut out on an earlier road
– thanks to Call girl and Nicky and the Duchess of Cambridge for providing us with a run even after all the jungle they had planned to take us through was removed by the ‘lets make jalan muara an even busier road than it is’ committee as well as a lovely dinner in the form of sloppy joes and pudding which is a treat – the shout up had Sue performing her new duty for the first time which she did very well even telling a joke so I’m sure that her and Cheryl have got this hash sorted – a first time guest was introduced and a couple of returning hashers were toasted as well as a new hasher signed up – afterwards was the time for imbibing various beverages while indulging in some philosophical discussions – please feel free to put in any punctuation you deem necessary to make this missive legible and I’ll see you all next week at diplo where the run will be longish with a couple of interesting river crossings if its fine or shorter with some slippery mud if its wet – onon.
NEXT RUN: DIPLO
HARES: Squeak/Psycho
Sunday, February 19, 2012
RUN NO. 2269 - KOTA BATU - 14FEB2012
RUN NO. 2269
Brunei a few days, by Schnapps a.k.a Doris . And a wee run it was, being Founders Day 2000 . We did a short pleasant amble at the now bulldozed NCR water tower. ”Yes”, I said, I like this hashing, “I will return”. Little did I know that next week’s run was to be the dreaded Kota Batu 702. Another site now denied to us. As we went up and up and up, I had my first taste of true hashing in Brunei BRUNEI
DATE: 14 FEB 2012
SITE: Kota Batu
HARES: Dizzy/Madmarg
Another dull and threatening day. Knowing we were to rendevous at Dizzy’s house and there would be hills and more hills, I hoped the weather would hold off. We gathered across the road, many hens in pink to celebrate Valentines day.
A slow start straight up the Spg. and into the jungle track bought those front runners to a sudden halt with 1st check laid just in the jungle, Sneaky! This had hens scrounging in all directions looking for the on paper which finally got found back down the hill, along the road and back into another jungle trail. Well done hares, A tricky start. Off we went as predicted up and up. 2nd check proved to be another corker with hens scouring the stream and slowed us up nicely so back runners caught up – as a well laid hash should do. 3rd check proved to be on the Kota Batu ridge overlooking Kampong Ayer with a bench to rest and gasp upon as we admired the view. Ready Mix J.r kindly laid the paper through and then we were down and out. Back along the road to gather at Dizzy’s for Valentines Day shout up.
An interesting array of Valentine’s wear, a cocktail and proceedings got under way. Two guests introduced themselves. A new member, Wendy Haldane got her rule book and stubby holder.
We were just about to wrap up proceeding for the night when we had a surprise guest – Peter. Although we were delighted to have him once again, and he was very obviously very delighted to have us, I have to say that poor Peter is starting to look a little worse for wear. No longer a young and vigorous Peter we first met 5 years ago, he is now looking more ragged around the edges. His stamina proved sadly lacking with a droop noticeable before we had all been properly introduced. Those legs once young and vigorous now have the look of a voyeur in a raincoat. Alas, Peter is looking used and abused.
Never mind he has served us well.
It is a sad day that I write these words as this was my last run as a hen on the ladies hash.
I was asked to go for a wee run in the jungle 12 years ago, having only been inOn On Magic Roundabout
HARES: Sarong/Magic with Buster & Trailblazer
RUN NO. 2270 DIPLO 21 FEB 2012
RUN NO. 2270
Peace was broken in Diplo. The horn sounds and they are off. Watch out snakes the hens are coming!!! The hens slipped down the first hill coming to a small brook to find the first check. The hens scatted in various directions. Call Girl spotted the trail from the other side of the water and then had trouble finding her way across. Up and down the chattering hens went to the next check which was located by Pee Wee. The final check was found by Call Girl again. Everyone came out safely if rather dirty and wet declaring it to be a good hash. Thanks to the hares – Sarong, Trailblazer and Magic Roundabout.
DATE: 21 FEB 2012
SITE: DIPLO
HARES: SARONG/MAGIC with Buster/Trailblazer
Peace was broken in Diplo. The horn sounds and they are off. Watch out snakes the hens are coming!!! The hens slipped down the first hill coming to a small brook to find the first check. The hens scatted in various directions. Call Girl spotted the trail from the other side of the water and then had trouble finding her way across. Up and down the chattering hens went to the next check which was located by Pee Wee. The final check was found by Call Girl again. Everyone came out safely if rather dirty and wet declaring it to be a good hash. Thanks to the hares – Sarong, Trailblazer and Magic Roundabout.
Unfortunately it was the last hash in Brunei for Magic Roundabout (so called for getting lost and wandering round in circles for some time, before being rescued) who is/was also our JM. We also had to say goodbye to Tango (who doesn’t drink beer but always carries round a blue cup!!!). They were given a small momentum of their hashes here, along with a card signed by all hens and a photo album. Madam Sin rewrote words to” Those Were the Days My Friend” to make them more appropriate to the Brunei hashing adventures. The song was sung at full volume with everyone joining in the chorus – La La La!
Call Girl announced that next week’s hash (28th Feb) was supposed to be in the jungle and up to the reservoir, but bulldozers have destroyed the trail and left a giant crater. Another hash site gone in the name of progress! The hash has been moved to the other side of the road. Beginning and ending at Nicki’s house #6 787 Jalan Muara – Salambigar. Everyone was advised to not wear jungle foot wear but comfortable running or walkie talkie shoes. (Bring a chair if possible).
Our new JM was welcomed in – thanks Sue for taking on or being pushed into the role. Then it was time to eat, drink and make merry but OH NO! Smurf declared we had run out of blues – Never mind “ON ON”
Our new JM was welcomed in – thanks Sue for taking on or being pushed into the role. Then it was time to eat, drink and make merry but OH NO! Smurf declared we had run out of blues – Never mind “ON ON”
NEXT RUN: Spg 787 Jln Muara, Kg Salambigar --- Please bring a chair---
HARES: Nicki TC/Call Girl/Duchess of Cambridge
Monday, February 13, 2012
RUN NO. 2268 LUCKY GARDENS-7FEB2012
HaresRUN NO. 2268
SITE: LUCKY GARDENS (WAITANGI RUN)
DATE: 7 FEB 2012
HARES: Erin/Kathy/Briony
As the muggy heat of the day gave way to a typically beautiful Bruneian evening...so that was still muggy and hot then….a determined group of hashers gathered to enjoy a run and celebrate Waitingi Day with the good time group of hashers that are the Kiwi girls. Kiwis and maybe Aussies apart, most of us really had no idea what we were celebrating but we were determined to do it in style in any case, and although greens were thin on the ground, blues more than sufficed and grown up liquid pear drops a la Legally Blonde’s Bar also somehow seemed totally appropriate.
We set off down the road with Tango as front horn towards the more usual Lucky Gardens hashing site, some of us at a slow jog and others walking sensibly, aware of the ups and downs that were to follow.
Soon we came to the earth cliff which left us no choice but to get stuck in and caked with mud, a spectacle which must have appalled Eastern Promise, judging by the amount of time she spent on cleaning her trainers afterwards! We were joined by a couple of dogs, which confused me at times, as more than once they approached me between the legs at alarming speed, breathing heavily. For a second I thought it was just another night at home, but then realised they were canines, not Mr M!
There was an early first back check which did a great job of bunching us all together again and then a great middle part of the run which got our hearts pumping a bit faster (or was that the dogs again?) as we careered over logs and raced up and down slopes. Hana commented that if you kept your eyes on the path underfoot, it was just like being in the woods in England and she was right, almost. I didn’t like to mention that if she had looked slightly to the right she would have seen a pit viper at eye level, ready to strike. I didn’t see it either, and nor did anyone else, but nevertheless, it was probably there….
The second check was found quite quickly, I think by Ryvita, and then some more running at which point I thought I was recognising the path and convinced myself that we were going round in circles. A third back check gifted Call Girl and me a chance to run out early into the safety of the Kiwis house, and refresh ourselves before the delights of the shout up.
Two visitors were introduced to us, young backpackers who were travelling around the world and took some of us back to our young travelling carefree days of old when all we had to think about was the next party…..a bit like life in Brunei really.
Eastern Promise was hoping to pass on the hashit but honourably refused my suggestion to hide the sign in board so she took the rubber chicken home for another week. The kiwis had decorated in NZ style and produced a couple of All Blacks, and in the dim light of dusk I thought for a second they were real and it was to be a truly memorable night but in the end they turned out to be cardboard (although that still meant they were more animated than most men) . We were however presented with really lovely t-shirts, which everyone was delighted with and are even nice enough to wear to the odd coffee morning or two.
Night fell and hens gradually drifted home, with the tired satisfaction of another hash completed and the moon and stars shone down to illuminate the green ferns at the side of the road. As I drove away, I’m sure I spotted a pit viper snaking its way out of the jungle…
NEXT RUN: SPG 762 KOTA BATU - Love run - Bring a chair
HARES: DIZZY/MADMARG
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