Hares Neon and Moses
Around 45 hashmen assembled at the Kent St Weir, a venue not used for a while and certainly changed from the 1970s. Neon set the pack of about 20 runners off advising that a towel may have been handy. This was the start of the biggest loop I recall arriving back in sight of the weir after some 25 mins. Fortunately the use of very long false trails kept the runners in touch and it was interesting to run along the old Clontarf miniature railway track where it winds through some quite swampy areas. The run then crossed the weir to the annoyance of those trying to fish and losing a few runners at the same time .There was a big falsie to the right on the walk path which fortunately the slower of us did not take and shortly after we arrived at Neon’s watermelon stop. Off the trail went heading right when local knowledge said go left but the dozen or so runners still remaining all followed . Again good use of false trails slowed the front runners and kept the rear in touch even if only just. Sadly that only lasted to the footbridge across the Canning at which stage the front runners disappeared at a rapid pace towards Bunnings on Albany highway and the attempt to keep what was left of the pack together did not work and Lasagne and I plodded on home.
The circle began with visitor L.E.D up for a drink. Bushie claimed he was so named because he was brighter than Neon. Hard to imagine. Returnees included Ernie Dingo ,Polecat, Sir Knob and I think one other. Anniversaries were Dick Tracey and Deke but no birthdays Bushie was called up for having left his hat at the Hash lunch . Boner was called out for got himself bogged up to rooftop according to Barcode who valiantly towed him out but only to have Boner crash into his vehicle causing $3000 damage. This was Barcodes version, Boner was not given the opportunity to state his.
Mention was made of The 4wd and golf day at Dick Tracey’s to be followed by the Spring run ,see notices. Seagull then told the week’s joke to conclude his part but it had to read it again as no one got it, bit of a joke for females who would have got it straight away. .Christmas then read out his cardiologist joke which was understood.
Nanny took over, praising the run as one which could have been run of the year. It certainly was well set to the where we recrossed the Canning with long falsies keeping the pack in touch .After that the difference in the pace of the various members of the pack became only too evident.
Food was meat rissoles buttered bread tomato and a choice of sauces including powerful Chilli. There was plenty for seconds.
Overall well done Neon and Moses