Run 2541​​​ Ringburner and Polecat @ Bicton Baths

Run 2541​​​Ringburner @ Bicton Baths

The parking area was chockers when I arrived and I thought this is going to be interesting – fortunately the water polo classes soon finished and the area was cleared. Just as well as hashmen are not known for their patience and ability to adapt to abnormal disruptions. The usual early arrivals grouped to discuss items of importance, the trade period, advertising on the Opera House , Kavanagh and his problem of being guilty until proven innocent and so on.

And then Skid arrived and to our shock and horror, he arrived with a birthday carton and did not go through the birthday carton protocol. How does this happen? He was berated in no uncertain terms and was told that this indiscretion would be reported to Rumpole. As Rhino had also supplied a carton, Skid took it home and will try and sneak it through the system next week.

It was a fairly typical run from this area, a loop around the yacht club then back towards the bucket and then off along the foreshore towards Point Walter. The dog owners provided the discussion points and which were referred to later in the circle, Nanny’s dog having a dump which he chose to ignore and then being scared by a concrete parrot (it could have been the other way around) and Colonel’s and Moses’s dogs not being allowed in the confines of Point Walter – they must think that public servants work beyond 5pm to police these rules! Then through the suburbs and back to the bucket. The run was well marked and was a good choice of territory. And the runners came in before the walkers.

Horse was missing so Emu performed the On Sec and RA duties and to our delight, he promised a quick circle. After a welcome to site, he called up returnees and there were 7 of them – all genuine returnees and not ones who had missed only a week (this usually happens when the On Sec is running short of material) – Skid adapting to retirement, Birdman back from overseas hash duties, Colonel trekking in Bosnia, Rimmer and Triple J visiting their spiritual home Scotland and Sherlock on a working tour in the middle east. And Boner who was caught out exaggerating on the size of a fish he caught in the North West.

Sherlock gave a quick report on his trip, finding Aladdin’slamp, catching up with Genghis Khan and receiving a gift which he passed on to Emu. It goes to show that Emu’s love of people from this area does not go unnoticed. Phantom reported on the hash lunch with particular reference to the eating prowess of certain hashmen – in particularly Haggis who was able to put away 2 full plates – not bad for someone his size. Polly did the “Chase the Joker’ – FT drew the card but not the joker, Barcode still hasn’t flogged the Mercedes.

The RA gave a run critique and noted that the run was marked on Sunday then had to be had to be remarked due to rain. Of interest was that it didn’t rain as confirmed by our resident weather forecaster Grizzly. He complimented the hare on picking up pizzas on his Vespa and rewarded him with a well-deserved score of 8.5 for the 6.5km run.

 

I would like to offer my thanks to Ringburner for his food selection, I had no plates or saucepans to wash and only had to worry about the 2 watering cans – how good is that?

 

Again, an enjoyable night and thanks to Ringburner and Polecat for a top night.

 

On on Crayfish

Run 2540 Cans and Pitt at Broz Park, Helena Valley

Run 2540 Cans Mt Edelstone Night

Can we forget about the run and just move to the wine part of the night. Cans, as is a common element to his runs nowadays, included four or so great wines for members to quaff….but when you include a Mt Edelstone wine that makes it a very special night.

However, as always there is a dark side to the night to keep everything in balance – the Eags fans and their prissy,puerile celebration of their grand final loss on Saturday. Officially it was a win but I have it from reliable source that Adam Simpson felt guilty about accepting the trophy after such an atrocious umpiring decision that allowed Damn Sheed to kick that goal.

All I can say is “Well done Eags” to a side that everyone had finishing at about 14 at the start of the year…and yes, they did win the last three qtrs. in the GF and were unlucky not to win by more at an earlier point in the game.

You ask about the run. Well what can one say about a hashman who has been setting them for near on 50 years. It was a good mix of early bush and later residential that generally kept the pack together in an unfamiliar area that lent itself to many variations that would always make a good run.

Good to see Phranger back having a run with us and DTP (Dave the Pom) showed a face. Cocos Island had a rep in Wacuda – always good to have new faces show however temporary in nature.

The run had well placed FT’s and checks and early in the run even slow buggers like Rumpold and Antman found themselves in front.

As the run progressed it became apparent that no matter how well the run was set the swift pricks were always going to be up front towards the last third of the trail. 

It doesn’t often happen but the runners beat the walkers back to the bucket and I have it from a little gossip in their pack one suspects that Phantom, with Stewies help, became disoriented when returning on the homeward leg. Gossip….but wait a minute wasn’t Farty… er… I mean Mumbles on his own most of the walk??? Where do these rumours start! Anyway, anybody that has to turn the map instead of his brain upside down to work out general direction on a trail probably should hand overleadership duties to someone with a cell phone and google maps. 

Back at the bucket Cans and Pit had set up canapes of cheese and crackers as starters, followed by a touch of class with some very fine reds to taste if a beer wasn’t the order of the day. I’m about to suggest something we should have done long ago – Cans to set a run every month if such wines are going to be the on the menu at the end of his run.

Horse called the troops together and the appropriate parties came out for down downs to celebrate the win/loss of the sporting scene on the weekend. The Eags supporters did a fine rendition of the club song and so we tuck another year of football away until 2019.

Emu gave a good review of the run followed by the usual jihadist jokes (did I just see Eric the ‘alf bee, sorry, Sir Knob, frown??) and the world again on Monday night became as it should be.

Nobody nowadays wants to do spring runs so it was cancelled. Perhaps with individual member follow up and the date set towards the end of October (still Spring!) we may get some interest, better weather and more starters. 

The food capped off a great night although many thought the meat was the most tender fillet they had ever eaten before realising it was lambs fry – I’ll personally leave the Lambs Fry alone though….not pregnant and don’t need the addition iron in my die. 

Ahhh shit next week’s hare isn’t here, the pans and plates are absolutely dirty and this dopey bastard has to take them home for clean-up before next week. Now that’s what I call drawing the wrong card, Polly.

 

On On ARISTO(Formerly Polecat)​​​Exactly one page. Just like setting a run that lasts exactly one hour. The author is brilliantJ