I dragged my way out to the run feeling decidedly the worse for wear… I blame Horny Monkey for those Sambookas, evil, evil man! 😉 I nearly turned back a couple of times, as I wasn’t sure I’d be able to run and the thought of beer was unbearable! Fortunately it was Skiddy, so it would probably be quite flat and imaginative in terms of checks. As I passed the Songthaew on the way out, I realised I’d forgotten my GPS – I think I’d left it somewhere near my brain in a cupboard at home. This was not looking good.
Fortunately it seemed that everyone else was also working a bit slow as it took us 10 minutes to find the trail after the first check – a check that was placed right next to a very “Skid Mark” bridge that nobody wanted to cross. Sleeps on It was eventually the bravest and took off down the trail. A short while later we looped around and bumped into Belly Dancer as he made use of his inside knowledge and promptly led us astray.
Along a canal and suddenly there were check backs everywhere. Again we were running around like headless chickens until this time Snail Trail led us to the true trail – a day of being saved by the ladies? My body started responding and I hit the front only to immediately find some Skiddy sticks – although actually I just ran straight past them. Brown Finger tried to distract me by suggesting I vomited. Damn he’s the meanest…
We came across Belly Dancer and Frozen Dick again looking smug with their short cut, and I missed out on another Skiddy check. BD was thwarted by a “ladder” / “stairs”… Chuck Wao was thwarted when his little toe got a little wet… Human Excrement was thwarted by the thorny stickers… Nonetheless we all made it back within about 5 mins of each other and were ready for an excellent circle. CW spent the time doing his laundry until Snail Trail took his almost dry sock and dumped it in the mud – a brave woman! On-On-On at Elvis the Twin, and now time to sleep of whats left of my hangover! OnOn
Run Map courtesy of Graven Image:-