Pattaya Jungle H3 Run 149, 7 June 2009.

Hares: Capt Kirk & Bangka Blower.

The AAA Site Run

The weather was fine, the directions clear and the bus on time. What could possibly go wrong?

The forward team of Lord Lucan and Dizzy had decided that the A site could not possibly be that employed on previous runs since no HHH signs or paper markings had been placed by our hares. After frantic telephone calls to the bus it was decided the turn off to the A site was further along Highway 331 and the forward company took off in search of the elusive signs. Eventually, despite no indication that the correct A site had been found, the only suitable spot for miles was commandeered and the beer, softies and all the assorted paraphernalia unloaded.

Communications with the bus resulted in numerous expletives and misinformation until finally Lord Lucan's emergency HHH sign was discovered and a desperate trek by the Bus contingent to the newly appointed A site ensued.

The hares were very sheepish and after welcoming visitor Jason who had only recently lost his hash virginity, G.M. Hobbit invited the hares forward. With the sun already low the instructions were to return to the road and the originally intended A site and run like hell!

FRB's Mudcracker, Cabbage Knievel were the first to find paper leading upwards along track and across a field to the first check hidden amongst the tapioca. The elapsed distance to this first check was probably over a kilometer with the additional stretch between the real and imaginary A sites.

An injured G.I.Joe, Mrs Head and Hobbit were tempted to cross a small stream to check out a nearby pineapple field. The stragglers were regrouping while PJH3 returner, Karamba, found paper and with the traffic noise from the highway to our left noticeably audible, it seemed likely this was to be a clockwise run. A second check soon followed and calls were heard from several directions. Short cutting Mrs. Head found paper but mistakenly lead Rectom, visitor Jason, Lord Lucan and the G.M. on a long false trail.

Back to the check, the FRB's had raced off as usual, with J.M., Sheik Me Me and Ballringer, similarly mute somewhere in their tracks. Several nameless ones had meanwhile hitched a ride on a local's truck, only to find they were following paper along another false trail. Dizzy and Night Dyke had wisely decided to avoid the climb to Chom View and with some inside knowledge, had veered left following the trail anticlockwise back to the beer.

After a hard climb, especially for Bell End and Squeeze my Tube overloaded with freshly harvested “Pak Hom”, the paper lead to Chom View and down to another (Aussie) A site, the third this day. Split Beaver, G.I Joe and Cabbage Flaps tackled the long 4k haul back along the road, while Spag Head like a true gentleman, escorted My Precious and That's The One on a clever short cut. However even they could not avoid several kilometers of hazardous running back along Highway 331.

Most were back between 1hr 35 mins to 1hr 50 mins, suitably shattered after some hard running but appreciative of the great vista a-top Chom View, making the suffering all worthwhile.

The verdict of the circle declared that it had been a good run despite the road running. The hare's efforts were much appreciated considering all they had been out all day, but this did not save them from more than their fair share of time on the ice……………

Hobbit