2404 BONER and Father in Law

Run 2404

Hare: Boner
Sub Hare: Stewie

Location: Up in the Hills near the Perth Airport Radar Tower

A new starting point, at least for me. Ample parking, plenty of ambiance, hares offering a warm beer or two before the start. Yep, no doubt about it, the Hillbillies have a way of setting a run,  that no one else can come close to. Although we are yet to see one of them go streaking through the circle, I’m sure its only a matter of time. You knew it was going to be a reasonable run when Elbows and Rusty were phoning other runners for directions at 5.45pm, no one answered of course (because they were already there and were afraid the new RA would see them and make an example of them).

A couple of minutes past six and still no signs of the bucket, there was the call to arms (read legs) and off we took on the experience of a lifetime if you listened to the hares. As expected the trail was well set, flour when you needed it, chalk just far enough apart. There was no real luck involved, the run was just well set. Experience and a bit of thought go a long way towards a good night. There were sufficient short cuts for those no quite as fast as we used to be, plus the added bonus of  spotting SCB (and the other YOUNG ones) leaving the trail and heading off to the left on a big short cut for those lagging behind the front runners. It was so good that we beat the front running bastards in by 5 minutes. We knew we were onto a winner when the kids met up with Walkers who I am sure had a bit of fun and sent the kids along  the trail (in reverse). Those of us who have had to deal with the skulduggery of walkers before immediately spotted the joke and took off behind the walkers (easily overtaking them within metres – because we haven’t succumbed to having to walk YET).  

To be honest I was surprised where the trail actually finished and home was just a few meters away, I was sure we were coming in from the other side????  Well done hares.

Food was not over the top, but a new take on sausages in a bun. There’s no doubt from any who tried them, that they were top shelf sausages. Well done hares.

Whats wrong with me, you ask? Fancy complimenting an ex-RA who poured water on me twice in one night in Winter – BASTARD. Better than being splashed when you ARE  the RA.

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