Run 934 - 07 Aug 2006
Run 934 - Monda
Monday 7th August
Hares- Mermaid & Willy Wankers WW
Being last, I need a little help from my friends on this scribe, so fill in the blanks for your own name.............. I was so late I caught up with the pack - Mummy's boy, Willy warmer, Flakey .... and ....... all heading towards me (lucky me) as they were coming from a check back on the outset. We started by the river in the valley of Monda, with the sun high overhead still. Straight up and thru the ubiquitos olive trees and red dust soil with a divertion here and there - the heat was intense the virgins slightly perplexed at why we should run in 33 degrees n high humidity whilst shouting R U?? fuck no are you????
Eventually (and for a mid summer run) it was a long one - we like a long one! after heading uphill towards the Gun Club......... here the 360 check fooled a lot of us - do we head straight for Knock-outs?, the stables for a beer? - (leigh and beccy always have a supply) or mill around for a while waiting to hear someone to shout ON ON?
luckily only a few more kilometers to go on a hilly descent/ascent before we finally found the Beer Stop - the front running bastards and there were several of them ........ yes you know who you are........... looking well frankly - BORED, wanted to press on. Here was a nice surprise there was a short way and a long way to choose for the second half.
Never one to short cut I yet again was at the very back of the pack with Jack, my trusty one eyed dog. Eventually I found ........... Flakey, thingy and ooojy - Thank God! as we were heading for Guaranian jungle, the likes of which included illegal wooden houses, illicit water supplies from rapidly drying river beds and several, no dozens of disgruntled frogs - uprooted yet again by the likes of us trampling through their back yard.
This imaginative trek upstream bore all the horsemarks of a well planned and executed reccy - well done to the hares.
I am told by the virgins the other second half was worth all the pain and physical exertion they endured (errr not bad considering one's a PE teacher).
Arriving last off the run....- am a boverrred? - see this face - boverrred? The bloody dog would not get in the van.......he was not getting in till he was well and truly exhausted and mentally unfit to follow me any further.
Back at Knockouts - Mermaid had done us proud - well someone had to nick all that outdoor furniture.... there followed a circle of which I really by this stage can't rememember a thing........ a combination of heat fatigue, lidl's red wine and fading light - dimmed my memory.
all in all - the food was fab - i remember that! the run was great with a well earned 8 and a half - or was it nine?? and as always I slept well, dreaming of chasing hashers! ON ON !
Shaggy x
