A familiar location and a clear night for what has often been the scene of a good run. Sadly that was not the case tonight. The pack took off past the pavilion and heading south. About 100 metres further on the flour stopped and after 5 minutes, having found no further trace, we headed back to the start to be directed over the oval and down Melvista Ave where a false trail was called but again no further sign of the trail was found. The search continued till around 6.15 when a distant, plaintiff, On On was heard and
we headed off, the pack now unfortunately split in two. Fortunately with the assistance of the faint calls ahead from the front group and some advice from “the ghost who walks”, he having a map of the run, we managed to negotiate the rest of the run getting in about 7.10 pm.
It was some time before the circle began during which Birdman, apparently prodded by the pangs of hunger, pointed out the BBQ had not yet been lit and this could delay the provision of the food. The circle saw the 3 Rs in the form of Reluctant , Rumpole and Rhino called up for parking, in the case of the former two and his most recent wheeled acquisition in the case of Rhino, his previous chariot having gone to Fairlane heaven on the back of an RAC truck at Xmas’s run. Other appearances featured Neon, Mumbles and Colonel with Con Man up for 10 years and Fags called out for 48 years but he was in Sydney. Mark1’s resignation from Hash was announced after 41 years with Perth Hash and additional Hashing overseas. After that long in Hash they are usually carried out rather than walk out but not the case this time.
The RA was relatively brief and for a change awarded the bell to a walker. It will be interesting to see the impact this has on the runners.. The run itself only rated a 5 because of the confusion at the start and the problems with the trail. It was definitely not up to the standard Barefoot’s previous runs in this area. There was a further delay while the food was cooked despite Birdies warnings but they eventually got there to serve up a sausage (tasty thank God) wrapped in Lebanese bread, not Turkish as many thought,
with the choice of tomato or PiriPiri sauce. Word was that Pembo was off to New York for a wedding and Horse was expected to return next week
after absence for back surgery.