When I got up NOYB asked me where the run was – Maerim – “Great”… Who’s the hare?… “Horny”… “Oh….”
Horny Monkey is the only guy who would find a decidedly average runsite, with limited options (surrounded by a golf course, the ping river, and 2 highways) and choose to set not 1, but 4 runs in the space of about a month. If we didn’t know every possible turn, it was because the area was being constantly changed by the developers.
We were there, and had no choices! It was runtime!
THe first 3 circles were all within about 100m of each other. We’d seen 2 of them on the drive in, but when we got to the ‘gate’ we were screwed! As haring goes, it was a good check – the DFLs were just about to light the barbecue for their picnic. Screw the run, we’ll just sit here and wait for the FRBs to figure it out. The co-hare was there – Pigshit needed to call HM to get permission to let people know that we were supposed to tackle the security guards, rip open a security fence and escape without being shot. Interesting concept!
Half the pack decided not to risk their lives, and ran the other side of the wall leaving us to figure out a false trail. The hares had introduced some interesting V checks – a mix of international standards, Chuckie standards, and local roolz. They worked for screwing us up, but for a variety of short cuts Graven and I ended up ahead. Turkey lead a group clambouring though a tiny fence to swim through a ricefield – some people will do anything for a short cut!
Anyway, Graven and I were ahead somehow – through completely legitimate means – and we worked together nicely, particularly enjoying running the other side of a river/cesspool to the rest of the pack. We got back and there was the easter egg hunt with balloons all over the place and cake from “Taste my Buns”.