Run 2413 Joint ANZAC DAY run, 26Th April @ Britannia Reserve Mt Hawthorn.
A reasonable over all turn out, except Perth boys did not front in suffient numbers, pity. We had about 35 guys form Hamersly H4 , 12 odd from West Coast H3 , about 20 from Perth H3. A cool nite but no rain.
Prior to run start Assasain HH4 GM lead us into RESPECT ONE minute silence, A very proffesional “Buggaler” did LAST POST and revalie. The ODE of Anzac’s was read out , all done very well.
It was ON ON with the usual loop and around to the walk over bridge to lae Monger. Around the lake on pathways towards Leederville, where the Walkers split two ways, to the foorpath close to the freeway. Or Oxford St. Back to the bucket. Scumbag rocks in quite late, but he’s running well for an old piss pot. Noteable for there absense was an underground hashers with his French cohort ( maybe hes building the new Subs), must say we did not miss them.
A good circle. Not too long, had many buggers put on the ice, and down down’s to out Outstanding GM Skid, and out excellent ON SEC Action,, all class these boys.but there again thats what you expect in PERTHH3.
Our most Noteable Vietnam Vet the one and only XMAS , given task of arranging the food, went to alot of reserch, providing us with Anzac biscuits ( hard tack) small tubs of fruit, with a tin of Bully Beef. I could not eat it all, very filling. The diggers of 1917 the BRITISH TOMMYS were given Bully beef with front line troops getting only 6 ounces each. Parcels of food was sent by the families to their men in the front.
The Anzac Bicuits were hard and nutrious as they had to last long travel distances.
Anyway big hand to Xmas who puts in lots of zeal to any job given to him. Thanks mate.
Just hope its fine next Monday nite or I will be in the shit!!
See ya at the Lunch in Fro! Go the dockers!!
RUN 2411 – RAINDROPS & ELBOWS – BIBRA LAKE SAFARI.
It was with a degree of trepidation that I set off south to attend Raindrops run. Given his history of setting runs during torrential down pours, and having experienced the soaking rains of the day, I was convinced that the evening would be a washout. Furthermore, given the wonderfully reliable Weather Bureau’s report of thunderstorms, I was prepared with snorkel and water wings. Moreover, I observed, on the way south, an old man with a white beard, carrying a measuring stick that had been marked, into cubits climbing about on a large wooden vessel. Was this a further omen? This was further reinforced when I arrived at the run site to see that they had named the park after out famous Master Mariner, Captain Dave Mellor.
On arrival, one observed, Elbows clutching a small piece of plaster board arrive at the pavilion, closely followed by Fags. Neither looked too exhausted, but claimed that it had taken them two hours set the run. There was some sceptical looks of those gathered, as it seemed highly unlikely that Fags would have sauntered about Bibra Lake for two hours.
Raindrops was hiding undercover with two large pot on burners heating some witches brew that he was going to attempt to pass off, later in the evening, as edible food.
The pack slowly gathered, with many of the throng still gazing skyward in the expectation of a deluge.
Finally when about the forty strong pack had settled, the hares advised that we were to follow a toilet paper and chalk trail. The toilet paper was a good idea; as if the run gave you the shits you could at least be hygienic.
The runner set off and headed north through the back streets of the local residential area and parklands towards the Spanish Club. Then turned west over Bibra Drive into the Bibra Lake Reserve, where they enjoyed sand and swamp like conditions.
The walker’s had also headed north and then traversed west into the reserve. Phantom was leading the straggling group. Once into the sand the group stretched out further. At times they had to negotiate wire entanglements, which reminded the old diggers of going over the top. However, on this occasion, it was not enemy fire they were concerned about, but leaving their aging wedding tackle on the wire.
The runners were about this time experiencing a significant number of long false trails.
Finally, after negotiating the sand, a meander through the residential area to the south of the venue, the walkers and the runners duly made there way to the bucket.
The local ranger arrived and was duly beguiled by the glib talking Elbows. He left satisfied with the explanation provided.
After the pack slacked their considerable thirst, Action ascended his speaker’s throne and brought the rabble to order.
There were no visitors, none of the birthday boys were present, Skid was congratulated for his 6 years, and it was announced that the hash Golf day would be a Mosman Park on June 19.
Neon then ascended the throne and awarded Scumbag a down down for leaving the lights of his vehicle on all night while camping. Moses was also awarded a down down for arriving without shoes and was forced to borrow some from Elbows. What a thought, having to wear shoes that had been on Elbows feet.
Neon then brought the Hares forward and after due consideration and obvious financial inducement awarded them a 11/10 for the run.
Raindrops deserved considerable praise for the Lamb curry as it was excellent, even so good that Dick Tracey, channelling Mark 1, had a second helping, as did Scumbag.
A good night and not a drop of rain.
On On Ace
2410 CRAYFISH with BUSHY in Subi
A large crowd gathered at old favourite Rosalie Pk to sample Crayfish’s effort
He appeared to have purloined (that means stolen to most illiterate hashmen ) a Ferrari shopping trolley for all his food requirements. .
The run wound thru many lanes in Shenton Pk and Subi before skirting Lake Jubalup and home thru Rosalie Primary School .It was clearly marked but it would appear that even the most experienced Hare can get caught out as due to some FTs being a bit short the pack quickly split into the Haves and Have Nots i.e. those with youth and Pace v those without .
The Walkers successfully ,under the expert navigation of Birthday Boy Phantom , with lots of help from Budgie , arrived back just before the front runners. This got right up the nose of FT !!
Birdman took Antman and others for a scenic tour of Kings Pk (he reckoned the run would be there –(Why else would torches be need ), but at least he carried in one of the signs
Back at the bucket we were in for a long circle seeing Mr Plod cut us short last Tuesday ,but thankfully things were reasonably short . BIRDMAN featured again with his literary talent to newspapers re the cyclist menace and about 4 guys got up for Birthdays .Finally Antman and the Italian Stallions combined with the Hon Sec for an Itie based Joke
Food was tasty burgers and salad and RA gave the run a 9.5 which was reasonable except for FTs not working well
ON ON Raindrops