| Run No:- | 1045 |
Date:- 31st March 2003 |
| Location:- |
Wat Sing Tong |
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| Hare:- |
Bob Boulter |
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| Scribe:- |
Ed Rubesch |
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A Classic Run
With the current GM slipping off to Indonesia shortly after taking over the reigns of power, I vowed not to attend another Monday run until his return. This week, confident that Love Canal was back from his money-making venture of chasing GPS points in the wild jungle, I decided it was time to break my wife-enforced exile from BMH3.
To no avail…the GM was off doing a visa run somewhere and still wasn't at the run.
Nonetheless, it was good to get back to good ol' BMH3. A lot of the same faces, and a few new faces. One old face was not present, because it was becoming a new face, but that will be kept under wraps from all of us until at least the Hash Ball.
Veteran Hares Bob Boulter and the Bug (accompanied by the Bug's alter-ego, the evil philosopher Lord Rodders, who was due to make an appearance later in the evening), laid a traditional run in classic hashing country at Wat Singh Tong. Nice run over the bridge, through (literally) traditional homes, and along rice paddies as the warm dusk settled over the area. Unfortunately, we also were to view first-hand the march of suburbia as the trail skirted a new moo-ban opening up, taking with it some of the scenery, and no doubt much of the local mirth of seeing foreigners and a few crazy Thais running through the countryside. I cannot imagine a Bangkok yuppie, transplanted to Tha Id, cheering as we pass through his new white cement house, in the same way we were greeted by some of the locals as we followed the trail under stilted houses, through back yards, dodging laundry and livestock.
The run moved at a fairly fast pace, and most were back in under an hour. One notable exception was the Flying Finn-the only senior member of government to attend the run-who was arriving from work just as the pack was finishing the run. Our intrepid JM completed the run anyway, apparently providing a bit of a tease to the dog packs that patrolled the trail as darkness fell.
The circle was duly called by Todd Wilkie (the attending JM still on the course), with down-downs for a variety of offences most of them forgotten. One memorable one stands out, however: the visitor Hashee-Kashee was given a down-down from Twin Peaks because he apparently accused her of having "new breasts." Now, I would have thought that would be considered a compliment, but Truth is more important for a few principled individuals, and let it be known to all, in the case of the individual in question, They are Original Equipment (preserves the resale value of antiques!). The episode also helped stall BMH3's growing reputation as The Plastic Surgery Hash.
The circle drew to a close with Joost in the RA's spot fittingly awarding POTW to the most eligible female visitor, and another BMH3 Tradition was honored.
The pack moved onto the Plough for the On3 and excellent food, and Lord Rodders regaling all listeners with philosophy about engineering and Thai culture, with anecdotes selected from the various countries that he has been kicked out of. Erudite observations tossed out to those of us who sat at the Lord's table, like intellectual morsels, were savored by this scribe (I hadn't been around for awhile, after all), Beefeater, and Hashee-Kashee and the Wednesday GM, who were otherwise trying to renew some old acquaintance.
A classic trail, in a classic area, attended by hounds
sporting classic body parts on their anatomy, culminating in a classic On On
On. Truly a Classic Run.
Scribe: Ed, The Great Pudenda
*****
On Monday 31 March we had 20 Harriers, 10 Harriettes, 0 new boots and 7 visitors, total = 37. Returners included John "Slime" Sim, Andrew "Agent Orange" MacPherson, Bruce "Bumbo" Marks, Ed "The Great Pudenda" Rubesch, Wilai Jareet and Nick "Mr. Bean" Morton. Congrats to Bruce "Hash Hash" Weeks on becoming the 22nd BMH3 member to reach 200 runs.
