Chiang Mai Saturday Hash House Harriers
Drinking and Running Since 1991
Hash Trash 1536 Grand Master – Skid Mark Haberdasher – Hot Nipples
Historian & Awards Master – Superman Hash Cash – Titty Smoker
Joint Master – Just Cumming Beer Monster – Deep Throat
Religious Advisor – Chuck Wao Hare Raiser – Bushy Tail
Deputy Beer Monster – Sheep Shagger On Sec.– Stumbling Dyke
Run # 1537
It all started with a bit of a cock up on the GPS front, with the wrong coordinates being posted on the website, but most of those assembled had got the message, through the jungle telegraph, beforehand and made their way to the correct location. That is with the exception of Mary Poppins and his entourage, but anyway, it wasn’t that far away. These things happen from time to time and no damage done. The only problem was that the amended location was the same A bucket that Deep Throat and myself were going to use for following Saturday’s run, so a quick bit of rethinking will have to be done on my part.
Anyway, Just Cumming was the hare for today’s adventure in paradise, with the location being the temple 14 km down canal road – I can never remember the names of temples besides the famous ones. Lung La arrived with only Square Rooter aboard and the back of his truck devoid of hashers. I hope no one had fallen out along the way. About 30 of us gathered round, with ominous black clouds looming overhead, to listen to Just Cumming’s hare brief. At this point it started to rain quite heavily. Chuck Wao wasn’t in attendance – could this be the end of his 100% record in keeping us all dry throughout his tenure? Oh I of little faith, as we started the run the precipitation abated and within 5 minutes the running conditions were perfect, so absolutely no blot on The RA’s copy book. In point of fact, it was actually very refreshing.
We set off down the leafy trails which abound in the area, with the pack generally sticking together. The area we were in was generally pretty flat and therefore the trails are good for running. I must have taken the correct trail – more by luck than judgment- as I found myself being passed by many of the FRBs namely Sloppy Rod , Titty Smoker and Deep Throat , The latter taking time to show me a picture he had taken of Titty Smoker resembling a drowned rat at the start of the run. When I got to the Rambo – Wimp split I was in the company of Turkish with Square Rooter someway behind hurling insults at me, but I was so far ahead of him to hear what he actually said.
Turkish and I went down the Rambo route and after a while we lost the paper, but continued aimlessly for about 20 minutes, or so, until we once again located the trail. We found out in retrospect, that we had inadvertently made a huge shortcut missing a very grueling and precipitous section of the run. We continued, oblivious of our folly, through the forest having to cross streams with actual water in them – We haven’t seen many of those in recent years, but nice to see all the same. By this time we had been out over an hour and it was beginning to get dark and starting to hear the twilight sounds of the forest cranking up . We were very relieved to see the edge of the woodland where a few of the Harriette s, disappointingly in possession of no mushrooms, were waiting for a bit of guidance as we were once again off paper. We carried on down the track to find Just Cumming coming out to look for us informing us that we had missed the beer stop first time round, but lung La was following behind for a second bite of the cherry.
Superbitch, Boiled Egg and Hot Nipples took the easy option and got into the songteaw and immediately cracking open a few cans. While myself and Turkish decided to walk the last km . Arriving back at the A bucket none of the FRBs had returned, so I think we must have made a considerable shortcut. Just when the darkness had about set in Just Kevin arrived back first looking very pleased with himself having finished in front of his dad.
I think, I managed about just over 5 km on the run with those doing the whole thing clocking up between 7 – 8 km. I’m glad I short cutted, albeit unknowingly. Great run, nice trails and a big thank you to Just Cumming.
OnOn Stumbling Dyke …