The hares, FLYING FROG and MISERABLE …. (that part of a woman’s anatomy that I can’t quite bring myself to put into print) were very thoughtful in their selection of an A site off H’way 331 that was only a 15 min drive from my new home in Ban Chang and which also gave me a slight advantage over everyone else, in that I was able to notice the trail paper along the Ban Chang connection road on my way to the A site, and which would be a big help to me later on in the afternoon.
Having arrived at the A site a little early, I was able to catch up with a few people I hadn’t seen for a while, and then push in ahead of HUNGRY BUM and pay my run fees to RINGWORM while waiting for the HASH BUS to arrive.
After everyone had arrived and got themselves organized, the new Hash Matress, SEAMAN SWALLOW, called the circle to order and immediately called in to the circle all the “WIRGINS”. New shoes were dealt with as well.
The hares were then called in and explained the run and the pack was off across the 331 and ON ON down a dirt road into the farmlands. Once again I was at the rear of the pack and, coming to a fork in the road, I noticed the well laid trail taking the left fork while a group of about half a dozen were taking the right fork. Among them was LORD LUCAN ( “I’m going this way cause it’s quite obvious where the trail is heading”) and SEAMAN STAINS ( “off on another of his birdwatching adventures”)
The trail continued up hill and down dale, through some tapioca fields, down a few dry creek beds with NO MEAT, G I JOE and ROGER THE SICK PRICK breaking the checks and calling the trail to help us slower individuals to follow the trail.
It was at about this time that WEEDEATER had gone off trail to rid himself of some nasty body waste that was giving him jip and was not seen again until we arrived back at the A site to find him selling shirts and patches.
The thoughtful hares had also put in a few loops which helped ARSEAHOLIC, BARBIE DOLL, KNICKERLESS, RINGWORM and myself to keep up with the pack. It was much appreciated. One of these loops allowed me to catch up with TADPOLE and I was then lucky enough to follow “behind her” or should that be “her behind” (grammar never was my strong suit) for a few minutes before my stamina gave out only to have LONE WOLF say that he would be ever so grateful to take over from me. LUCKY BASTARD.
The run then continued up to a farmer’s shed upon a little grassy knoll which afforded us a very good view of the surrounding countryside including a quite large and very picturesque lake. The hares had done their homework.
Upon reaching the drink stop along the Ban Chang connection road, I heard NO MEAT enquiring about WEEDEATER’s whereabouts with BALLRINGER and DRIPPY assuring her that he was sure he would be OK. “I’m not worried about him” she replied. “He’s got the bloody car keys and I have to get back to Bangkok”. Ain’t love grand.
The pack took on extra nourishment in preparation for the second half of the run and then it was ON ON back across 331 with PIG PUSHER SWINE STABBER leading the way.
At the rear of the pack was UP AND DOWN DICK, LORD LUCAN, who had rejoined the run just prior to the drink stop, and of course, myself, once again. After about 500 metres we slower ones lost sight of the pack and we then democratically decided to short cut back to the A site by walking parallel with the highway, arriving there just behind the lead runners.
A big thank you goes to the hares, FLYING FROG and MISERABLE ….
for a good run and a job well done.
P.S. Although you may have to improve a little on your DOWN DOWN serving skills.