Write Up Run 1003

Well, I wasn’t reminded to do this write-up, merely told! Where were you, real Hare?? No doubt recovering from the brutalities of the “fun” event known loosely as the Erawan Falls Challenge or something like that. Must actually have been quite something as it decimated our contingent of senior hashers on the august occasion of Lion King’s run. She had to do without your support! Quite difficult for her, you know she can’t afford her own.

So it was a motley crew that assembled at Baan Kieng Nam on Monday evening. I was a bit confused because, for the first time in my Bangkok hashing career, I had been given a lift to the run! I wandered around and around in circles, confused, until Tim Weinands told me everything was all right and in fact, for any girl who knows how to play her cards right, quite a common ploy and certainly one to be employed now and again.

Anyway, off we went to the boat and across the river. Now, as any experienced Hare knows, that means 15 minutes off the running time unless you want everyone to come back in the dark……………………. which the Hare did as it turns out!!! She had very cleverly laid the run in invisible material! I think it started off as flour but due to a timely downpour transformed itself into a transparent gel which even for those of us NOT visually challenged was quite hard to find! But not to worry! They decided to make the trail really straightforward to make up for this (er, not quite, Ed.). They set a loop at the beginning on slippery wooden planks above the river (well, with water underneath anyway) which took the people who did it ten minutes, brought us back to two metres from where we had started it and split the pack completely in two! Then there were the false trails. We slithered and slipped along little winding paths, all liberally spread with glutinous, totally lacking in friction-value mud, only to find everyone else had gone in another direction. But never mind, as Weedeater (walking along, as it happened, with his dear lady wife, as a result of perambulatory problems due to the aforementioned Erawan Challenge) loudly announced, it was FUN!!! And we had the Co-Hare’s valiant presence to save us from doom.

But it was actually both the Hares who saved us from that. Wandering in from every different direction at the timely hour of 7 p.m., we were greeted with tempting cups of frozen Margarita. Mmmmmm. I liked that bit. Hic! Even those revered hashers, Spinning Dwarf and Hash Hash Weeks, who had not been sighted on the actual trail at all, were there at the end imbibing the delicious nectar. Cogito ergo imbibo isn’t it? Or imbibo sum, or something like that. A famous philosopher said it first I think. Or it might have been George Morgan.

The On On On at Baan Kieng Nam was, as ever, attended by the faithful and although I had retired gracefully by this point, I was told that Diane graciously and generously entertained the most resolute at Hard Rock Café afterwards.

Have I written enough now? All right then, a bit more. I know! I’ll write another poem:

There was a Hare and a Co-Hare
Who wanted to get us all pissed
So they made Margaritas
And did.

Seriously, a fantastic effort and a lot of work by the Hare and Co-hare, in the face of adverse weather conditions, which once again gave us all a good run and a great evening.

For those of you that missed Monday’s Run (The Bug is still in shock, he missed it to)

Not only did Lion King have Margaritas at the pier after the run, she also paid for the On On On because it will be Steve’s birthday on Friday and got so drunk at the Hard Rock afterwards she treated us to that to. So next time you see Lion King in a bar buy her a drink.

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