The bus ride was soooo long and slow; after 55 minutes we began to lose hope. However, at last, and despite the incoherent website instructions, we arrived at the excellent A-site. Hmm, rather suspicious bearing in mind the hare, Arseholeo; too good. What will really go wrong today?
Sign-ups completed the troops were called to order by Bam Bam. His leading remark, announcing that this would be his last full PJH3 run as GM, was met with cheers of delight and relief; tears of relief, hope and gratitude flowed unashamedly.
No virgins were identified, and “new face” introductions were restricted to 2 visitors who, later it was found in the circle, enjoy sitting on poofter seats and were dealt with appropriately - but that is another story; as they say, if you want to know what went on in the circle you should have been there. A shock surprise was that we have a hasher with a penchant for gay footwear, hitherto completely unsuspected, but today clearly manifested by Mud Cracker’s appearance in his twee new shoes. Attempts to conceal them behind a chair didn’t work, he was nobbled anyway.
Just in case nobody knew who he was, Arseholeo was introduced as the main hare, with Ui aiding and abetting as motorcycle pillion rider and paper strip stapler. Trail instruction was short and to the point; “paper hanging white, checks red, trail starts that way”.
The pack set off full of fear and trepidation. Remember A’s last PJH3 run, guess about #181? It ended up as 14 km+, some runners (eg writer) covering 17 km. What an Arseholeo of a run that was. Would #202 be the same or even worse? We were about to find out.
As usual Jellobutt had a struggle to keep up with the faster and new gaily-coloured shoes and other FRBs, but managed to get his wind back, resting while other FRBs sorted out the checks. Cabbage Knievel’s robust tenor pitch “ON-ON”s could be heard from miles away, good hasher. Congratulations to FRBs, all checks were found to be correctly broken by the time slower persons such as the writer arrived. Hobbit’s pep talk and associated icings in the circle last week must have had some effect.
The trail itself was a pleasant surprise bearing in mind the identity of the main hare, comprising a good mixture of running trail, challenging soft sand and a couple of good jungle sections. A few cultivated fields of cassava were easily negotiated, and the teeny-weeny bit of shiggy held nobody up. No hash crashes were reported. The scenery was excellent, with a brilliant vista over the general coastal area, and weren’t the views across the lake just stunning?
On return to the A-site, medium and rear field runners found the Lazy Bastards and SCBs loafing around and already wrapped around several beers, also some delicious crumbs of cheese left by the FRBs, LBs, and SCBs. Fruit and chips turned up a bit later, never mind, very welcome.
Overall the run was judged a success. Another great hash run by the Pattaya Jungle Hash House Harriers, which allowed Arseholeo to regain a modicum of his damaged hash hare reputation.
No mention here of the main events in the circle. If you want to know, be there.
HARES - WELL DONE AND THANK YOU

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