Run 2645.1 – Christmas Eve Breakfast Run @ Matilda Bay

Forty four pitched up for this great annual event, returned to the rotunda after a couple of years round the corner.  A number of members made nice noises and all enjoyed the view and the breakfast set-up.  There were seven visitors in the number and if they spread the word too much, next year numbers could be even bigger.

Grandmother Phantom set a very fine run, well-marked and managed to build in some change to a route that we have plied many times.  Granny was not too happy with Stewie’s leading the walkers in an anti-clockwise direction after receiving clear and written orders to go clockwise.  Stewie has appealed to the Hash Court to be pardoned before the Committee goes out.  If Trump can pardon all, why can’t we?

Out past the squadron and across the lawns before the sun got too hot and then into the leafy shady groves with some delightful running around the Octagon and the lovely admin buildings.  40 minutes of pleasant but not doddling running led by our Italian Stallion and the twice the former’s age Dutch cyclist (on the day) who plugs walls.  Did not clock distance but something approaching 5km is the guess.

A few weeks ago at Mumbles run, two geniuses who were the co-hares got lost and could not get back to the OnOn in time.   As a follow up to that; the first viz. Colonel decided to let his dog attack the ranger quietly driving past the rotunda where we could have been given a very hard time and the second Budgie came to the run, late again and was wearing his wife’s pyjama pants.  Not pretty!  

The usual crew did the honours and everything ran like a Swiss clock (or train if you prefer) Breakfast was a bun with bacon, snagger, tomato and fried egg.  Tasty and hot. Well done boys! To you one and all, the Committee’s wishes that you have a serene festive season and a healthy and happy 2021.

Run 2645 – Sir Tomarse and Rimmer @ Glengarry Park

SIR THOMARSE and a  Virgin

I have been Hashing regularly for 49 years and cannot remember a run start from this location .Happy to be wrong but I reckon it was VIRGIN  start celebrating all that is Scottish .We even ran in St Andrews Way, Carlyle Crescent and Aberfedy Way

Sir Tom handed out a 3 page map showing 21 FTs and 6 checks .A Phantom’s delight !

The trail used numerous FTs before crossing the Freeway by a footbridge , then Warwick Rd  ,thru Warwick station and onto a drink stop ,where walkers and the fitter fellows (runners ) arrived together after being kept together by many FTs and checks .

At the drink stop Elbows tried , without success ,to use his wiles on a young mother with small son and babe in arms  –  failed again !!

It was then that the front runners took off leaving their slower counterparts to TRY AND KEEP UP !  Some Mates ?? A check at end of a walkway saw runners check everywhere but the obvious but the map holders ,with only Scummy in tow ,found the right way home 

Back at the shiny new Bucket we noted Antman and dog  ,lost and tired in that order , arrive back by HAGGIS Ambulance .

After a traditional  address to the Haggis (both ) a tasty serve or two of  Shepherd’s Pie was quickly devoured and we retired to search for GALLILEO ‘s Star of Bethlehem .

A good run ,good location ,good food and Goodbye !!

ON ON Phantom

Run 2643 – Botak and Phantom @ Rosalie Park

Botak and Phantom Rosalie Park

A familiar start saw a good assembly of Hashmen with the runners heading east before swinging north towards Nicholson road. The run was interrupted by the temporary loss of the trail which was eventually found with no assistance from Sir Knob despite having the map. .All was good to this point before a false trail call saw the backrunners unnecessarily back checking when the trail was found well forward. This put the back at a disadvantage and  it took some time to catch up. Anyway from Nicholson Rd the trail headed past the scenic Shenton Park Lake, once a swamp, and off towards the railway line. By the time we reached the line the front could be neither seen nor heard. It seems if you’re fit or shrewd enough to run at the front you are excused from calling despite the purpose of calling being to help keep the pack together and assist those not familiar with the area. At this stage I was all for shortcutting but Lasagne, dedicated hashman that he is, had spotted chalk and grabbing me by the balls pointing out that as I was next weeks hare I was obliged to complete the run in order to do the write up. So, despite my kicking and screaming , we proceeded through the subway and into darkest Daglish. After a little distance Lasagne spotted some shadowy figures in the distance. I suggested they might be local runners but given they made no noise and appeared confused they were probably the front runners. With some considerable effort we made contact near the rather attractive Cliff Sadlier Park before heading off towards the rehabilitation centres and the railway line. It was interesting to run in this area as it has been little used for hash runs.

The run appeared to cross the line at Shenton Park Stn but neither Lasagne nor I could spot chalk nor hear or see the pack. In an effort to find the trail  we headed up Railway rd  past Onslow rd then down Aberdare to no avail but eventually home. It appeared that the run was quite well set but poor calling , once again didn’t assist. Sir Knob’s assessment with some assistance from Ringburner gave the run high 8s which was probably fair.

The beauty of leaving your write up until after Polly’s rant appears is that the significant events of the polygon are covered without the need for duplication so I refer you to the rant. Not mentioned that I recall was recognition of Sir Tom and Christmas for organising the Christmas lunch which  was well attended and reviewed. At the same time Christmas pulled out several sheets of paper and we all thought “not another bloody joke” but to our surprise it was directions on how to get to the next lunch. He lost me shortly after getting off the train so I hope those going fare better.

Joke of the day was the husband and not to be touched shoe box under the bed. Sir Knob reintroduced a muzzy joke at the behest of Emu pleading for more muliculturalism in the joke department.

Food was an ample supply of pizza much to Botak’s relief. Another good evening.

OnOn

Pitt

Run 2642 – Mumbles @ Leeming Bowling Club

Run 2642 Write-up

Mumbles’ Run from Leeming Bowling Club Run date: Monday, 30 November, 2020

Co-Hares: Budgie and Colonel

Rising to the challenge, I fuelled-up the car and looked at the Street Directory, then decided I would rely on my GPS, aka “Phantom”, to get my car-full of Hashmen to Leeming. All went well and I was able to deliver Phantom, Birdman, Reluctant and Sir Knob in good time.

It was an unusually cool evening and most of the pack rugged-up BEFORE the Run. There was some consternation when The Hare failed to materialise at 6.00 pm, but he soon turned-up. We departed almost on time, with a good-sized pack.

My recollections of the Run are a bit vague, which is quite normal for me, and no reflection on the quality of Mumble’s route. I recall a pleasant amble in good urban territory, and getting back to the (newish) Bucket at about 7.00 pm. Then the fun started – apparently the Hare and his co-Hares had agreed that they would each be responsible for marking about one third of the track, BUT, unfortunately, the three tracks did not join-up! There was even a suggestion that Budgie had been missing in Leeming for some of the time. He denied this and threatened to abdicate his position as a co-Hare, but we weren’t listening, as usual.

The Circle was called and Polly and Sir Knob officiated. Polly told us what we spent on the new Bucket, and said that although it cost quite a lot, we would get 15 years of good service out of it. I did think that might be true for some of us, but not all! In any event, Polly’s account was well-received and we like the shiny new Bucket, but I still go to the back of the van to collect my Splash. I bet I am not the only one.

Sir Knob awarded Mumbles a score of 7.2, with which most people were satisfied.

Pembo did his usual excellent job of making sure that our hands were clean before we were able to get at Mumbles’ Subway wraps and sandwiches, all of which were consumed and appreciated.