Nations Day Run

Run #171 – Hares: Spaghetti Head – VV and ….. Mrs Head (as consultant)

After 45 minutes in the bus, we arrived at Spag's house close Sattahip. Since the last run we had at the same place a few months ago, I noticed the green lawn beside the house had time to grow up a little bit. As the circle was set on it, I was wondering how we could dare walking on this soft green carpet with our sport shoes.

GM Hobbit called the first circle, and after welcoming everyone, asked the hares to speak about the run. It seems VV was quite embarrassed to say a word as he didn't know anything about it. It was clear; Mrs Head did most of the job. One thing was said, the run was “up up up“ then “down down down”.

Spag pointed out the direction where we were supposed to find the first paper, and after “On On” was called, hashers started running (walking). Actually, not all of them, as the laziest ones giving as pretext they had food to prepare or, they were the official photographers for this run, didn't move (Pig Pusher, Mme Claude , Indiana John…..). I noted the altitude was 65 when we started (thanks to my GPS ). After 200 metres we started climbing the hill, and Vaseline Thighs, maybe looking for his dog, took the lead followed by Active X and Jello Butt. I joined back this group at the first check (900m Altitude 150) which was cleared quickly.

We continue climbing for 200 m more (Altitude 170) and arrived to a nice and wide track going down and up for a few hundred metres. Breathless, I walked for a while and hashers started overtaking me ( Hobbit, Lord Luncan, Speedy Gonzales….). Then we started climbing down the forest, and it was better to have the two hands free to be able to catch branches as handles. Of course it was a little bit more difficult with one or two water bottles in hand as it was a real sliding slope.

The bottom reached, we arrived in the surrounding of the Navy Golf Course. A few players were on the green, with umbrellas, golf cars, and (I supposed) young caddie girls, and I was wondering how stupid I could be running drinkless under the sun. Nevertheless, I continued a few hundred metres more, and surprise, I found all front runners together in a tapioca field with Vaseline Thighs holding the two sticks of a back check. Nobody understood really where to go, and I decided (with the help of my GPS ) to continue straight in Spag's house direction.

After 150 metres I found papers and realised I missed a loop. I thought “Too late going back I don't know where” and I called “On On”. Jello Butt (who doesn't move at a check before somebody finds papers) was still at the back check and arrived quickly followed by Active X and Linguini Weeny. I let them go as we were at 400 metres to the A site and as I didn't want to show I was a cheater. Jello Butt, as always, reached first the beers coolers.

Vaseline Thighs who, most probably found and followed the last loop, arrived 10 minutes later with all hashers one by one. As this run was organised for the “Nations Day”, all runners had to prepare specials dishes representing their own countries. I tried to check and test carefully all the tables and I can say, with all the food we had on them, all hashers could have been spending one more day in Spag's house without a problem.

Thanks to all the cooks. We had, Shrimps and sandwiches ( Australia ), Pork pie, salad & pudding ( UK ), Eggs and caviar toasts ( Norway ), Sausages, Pad Thai and Papaya salad ( Thailand ) and Couscous ( France ), plus wines apple pies ice cream……. Sorry if I forgot something.

GM Hobbit distributed the T Shirt dedicated to this special day. Very nice sky-blue T-shirt. Comment : Why “run # 169” is printed on it as the run was the 171st ? The one who prepared it (Lord Luncan??, Spaghetti Head??) was certainly dreaming about something else (???). Who knows?

GM Hobbit called the circle, and as always, hares and lucky hashers could taste ice and bucket. General advice on the run was “it was a good run” in spite Jello Butt and Active X thinking it was too short (fuc.. shortcutters......). A few awards have been distributed, Ball Ringer and Sheik Bin Shaggin for 125 runs, and Mme Claude, Mlle Chang and Miserable C, could taste the ice as they were halfway of the first Jungle award (25runs). As scribe, I couldn't take more notes about all hashers being iced, as I couldn't see anything. Spag didn't switch on all the lamps and I understood why. Without light, he couldn't see his green lawn covered by empty cans and bottles.

It was another great “Jungle Run” and I do believe everyone enjoyed it. Of course a special Thanks to the hares (Spaghetti Head, VV and Mrs Head) to all the cooks and again, a special Thanks to Spaghetti Head and Mrs Head for their hospitality and hard work.

“On On” Dirty Pussy