82 Hashers, numbers coming up as high season approaches and the escapees from snow countries start arriving.
Great location, lots of hills with trees and water and jungle-like territory, very green and a little bit of rain earlier in the day to clean up the smoke from the farmers burning their crop stubble. We were at the site of a future park and lots of new roads being plowed making the run very accessible. But what's with the psychedelic HHH signs? Blue/black, yellow/black, green/pink, took me back to the 60's of sex drugs and rock and roll and then it came to me, NOTHING'S CHANGED! We just moved all that shit here.
Scar does the 6 new shoes (how come they get to drink out of beer cans in their shoes and not their shoes like the rest of us had to do?). Come on GM, we do have traditions here. Norwegian hares Peler and Arseaholic explain the paper and we're off to the run straight uphill about 100 Meters, 4 rest stops for me and Yao Yao, to the peak, through great shaded areas, gullies, streams, long grass over our heads, a little bit of Cassava, down to the ON HOME and back to the A site. No dogs, snakes, cows, farmers, security guards, houses, garbage or traffic. A very enjoyable run and not too many people lost in the jungle. Even Airhead did the run, supposedly to save stragglers.
Back to the beer truck for the part of our run that most people look forward to, conversations to sort out the world's problems and pray that Obama doesn't get re-elected, VV with his BBQ going, girls and children on their mats eating and the rest of us into the ice cold beer courtesy of Bottomless Pit. Very humid and everyone is soaked with the lucky (smarter) ones having a change of clothes and towels. Skiing Finn passing out wine samples, old farts sitting in their chairs, Angeles hashers and Filipinos, Norwegians, Germans, Finns, Brits, Aussies and even 3 Belgians in their groups, pot smokers behind the trees, the usual stuff.
Sir Airhead does his entertaining repertoire icing the hares, the Pugsly family, and Heifer Dust for crimes against humanity or something like that, Wank Kings Wanker does anniversaries, Sir Arseaholic gets knighted for 500 runs, Scar ices Balloon from Angeles Hash for having an Obama T shirt, then the rain came and we all ran for the bus and our umbrellas, BB makes us all put them down and sing a rain song. Hash Hymn and we're out of there returning home tired but happy.
ON On
Kee Mah