Chiang Mai Saturday Hash House Harriers
Drinking and Running Since 1991
Hash Trash 1560 Grand Master – Skid Mark Haberdasher – Snail Trail
Historian & Awards Master – Superman Hash Cash – Chatterbox
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 # 1561
For today’s run Scum made his haring debut on the CSH3 and took us about 25 km down the San Kam Pheng road with the A bucket being at a small restaurant , overshadowed by an enormous mountain. Obviously this major part of the Earth’s furniture was going to be a big factor in the day’s proceedings. What with the temperature living up to expectations for this, the hottest, time of year and the ubiquitous forest fires maintaining the high levels of PM2.5 in the air, numbers were a little thin on the ground with only about 17 members turning up and only Snail Trail and CAT representing the harriettes.
Scum gave the Hare brief. The only detail of significance I remember of this was we were likely to encounter obstarkles and opting for the Rambo may lead to an unexpected surprise. We all set off , not unexpectedly, towards the mountain. The trail led us through a few fields covered with dead leaves which as we all know results in terrain akin to a ski slope. After surmounting a few barbed wire fences we came to a point which can only be described as a sheer drop of about 20 meters. But Scum, ever ingenious, had the foresight to attach a length of rope to a tree, so a spot of abseiling would have to be entered into to overcome this obstarkle .
When my turn came to descend, Deep Throat had held back to witness my attempt. Not that he was in any way concerned of my welfare, but more in anticipation of a moment of schadenfreude. I’m sure he expected me to come to grief at the hazard and busily videoed my antics. I was rather pleased to disappoint him by executing an exemplary descent making full use of the given apparatus. Perhaps he can use the video for training purposes. Following close behind me was Tiptoe who also made very easy work of the obstarkle.
From this point we carried on along the usual dirt tracks and ever closer to the ominous mountain. Soon we reached the wimp Rambo point of the run. I was, as you would expect, at the back of the pack along with Tiptoe and Snail Trail. All those ahead of us had taken the Rambo option, so the three of us decided as Scum had gone to the effort of setting a wimp trail it would be somewhat in contravention of hash etiquette to leave this trail unused. Suffice it to say we took the easy option.
The wimp trail took us around the base of what only can be describe as one almighty lump of rock which Superman informed me was evidence of a major geological event occurring many million years ago resulting in a great lump of calcium carbonate to protrude skywards. Anyway the trail around the base was really very interesting with caves that lead to ‘who knows where’ and sheer cliff faces with the evidence of them being used by serious rock climbers. It wasn’t long until we were back on dirt tracks which we ran along uneventfully for a couple of km, or so, and back to the A bucket.
Reports from the Rambo trail were of a very arduous and precipitous affair with real, live ,wild monkeys to be observed in their natural habitat – this was the surprise that Scum had mentioned in the hare brief. Proving once again hashing reaches the places other activities don’t reach.
When we all gathered round for the circle the odd spot of rain was felt, and as we all know the odd spot of rain in Thailand quickly turns into an almighty deluge pretty quickly. Chuck Wao – our religious adviser and in charge of everything meteorological on the CSH3- had foreseen this storm and considered the rain necessary to give us all a respite from the heat and to clear the pollution. In his infinite wisdom he had somehow arranged it so that the OnOnOn was actually at the Abucket, so we all retired to the dryness of the restaurant keeping his record of rain free Saturday hashing in tact.
OnOn Stumbling Dyke…