Archive | August, 2014

Mount Helena (and info on Ride the Railz)

Hares: Dripper/Pink Bits
On On: Pioneer Park, Mt Helena

It was an amazing run and both hares ( Pink Bits and Dripper ) set magnificent run/walk In fact it was probably the bestest run ever……really ! There was a lot of bushy bits and wildflowers and walkers and runners crossed paths. The GM turned up on a wonderous steed (Binky)……All red mane flashing and the horse too ! (Difficult to tell the two apart..they do say you start to look like your pets) However, one of the hares forgot that GM would be on horseback and there were teeny weeny gates to get through so horse and rider had to do “alternative” route and ended up losing track of time. (No sense of time that pony) Usual circle with down downs and other nonesense…then about 12 of us descended on the somewhat quiet and less than busy pub but we all had a nice meal and a few laughs !

On On

Pink Bits

 

Also, we received a flyer for “Ride the Railz”: a bike ride from Parky Pub to Swan View on October 2. Keen walkers/runners/bikers/volunteers might want to respond directly to Anabelle. (It mentions ages 12-20, but not sure if that means only that age group can participate, or just if it is aimed at them and anyone can join in…I think the latter)

Here is the info:

I am writing to you to see if your group would be interested in coming along to Seen and Heard’s ‘Ride the Rails’ or if some of your members would be interested in volunteering at the event. This Community bike ride will be held along the Railway Reserves Heritage Trail, starting in Parkerville and finishing at the Railways Reserves Heritage Trails Swan View Station on Thursday, 2 October, during the October School Holidays, from 11.00 am until 2.00 pm. Walkers or cyclists are welcome.  This is a free event which will include a free BBQ, music and some fun activities for all to enjoy.

The Seen and Heard Program aims to enhance the well-being of all young people aged 12 – 20 years who reside within the Shire of Mundaring through utilising the principles of community development.  We run free or low cost school holiday activities, dance parties, musical festivals and various other events for young people.

I have attached the event poster for your information, please feel free to pass this on to any other walking lovers you think maybe interested in the event.

If you would like more information you are welcome to contact me on Monday-Tuesday from 9-5 at the office on 9255 2570.

 

You turn!

On On: Victor Rd, Darlington
Hare: Pablo

There is one marking of flour most reviled in Hash–and it is the “T”.  No one likes running along a path, filled with joy and crying “on on” like a jubilant youth–and then being ambushed by a lurking “T” and learning that it was all a futile effort…yes, ’twas a false trail.

But there is indeed something even worse, and Pablo did show us its true form–the most evil “u turn”.  There are no rules regarding this malevolent marking.  It’s form varies, but it is inevitably some manner of arrow turning back upon itself, pointing in entirely the direction that Hashers find most disturbing–back from whence we did come.  It can take the place of the beloved “On Home”, meaning only half the run is done, and all that was done must be retraced.  Or, as in this case, it can cause confusion, frustration, an explosion of emotions and feelings that this Hasher finds difficult to convey.   But…but…I already ran up that hill! Do you mean I have to to it again?

Yes, said the nasty u-turn, you have to do it again.

So, yes, it was a hilly run–as was expected.  I do hope Pablo was fined harshly for misleading us before the run and saying it was flat.  I do believe misleading runners is a rare and most heinous offence.  Checks were well spaced (for the catching up of the breath!) and false trails aplenty.  I did accidentally become bewildered several times, oft finding myself stumbling out of bush and in front of the pack, but that must surely be due to being divinely interventioned (being the monk, as I am).

There were accusations of some short cutting toward the end of the run, which I was not witness to, and would never be part of.

I did have to abscond before all the runners and walkers returned (having to get my kids to a nearby party involving free food) so I missed the circle shenanigans.  I can only assume all made it back eventually and in one piece.

On On
El Keeno

Peace Park

Hare: GPS
On On: Peace Park, Greenmount

It was a peaceful run. Almost.
It started out nice, but then we started up a hill. Then another. And the situation just deteriorated from there.
There were some downward parts, but they were so steep I can’t say I did them voluntarily. Gravity sucked at me while I did my best not to accelerate past the point of no return, where I would trip and become an avalanche of flab and flesh and worn, sweaty sportswear.

Anyway, so yes it was steep there on the edge of Greenmount scarp, but it was a pleasant day and a good run set by the Hare.

On On,

El Keeno

A run for all seasons

Hare: El Keeno
On On: Ledger Rd, Gooseberry Hill

Every year we look forward to those special days: Christmas, birthdays, weddings, the funerals of those we despise, and of course El Keeno’s runs.

Firstly, good spot to Pole Dancer for noticing we were in the wrong suburb.  I thought it was Kalamunda…it was not.  Luckily, those of us that arrived at the correct place had found it.

We were a bit light on runners.  There were lots of wiggly bits in the run, taking advantage of those delightful little trails in the bushland there.  I tried to keep hills to a minimum but in the end couldn’t resist sending runners right down to almost Piesse Brook–and up again (not so well received as the first bit).

Thereabouts Biggles decided to vanish, and the run took a pause while we shouted over apparently dogless bushland.  Dripper went out in search, and we almost sent another after him until we realised what a dangerous precedent we had begun.  Thankfully, Biggles eventually came scampering back to us in a state of excitement (not sure he has any other state) and Dripper was also coaxed back to civilisation with the rest of us.

Walkers came in three kinds: those who admitted getting lost; those who admitted that others got lost; and those who looked at their feet and shifted nervously.  And all survived to walk again another day.

On On
El Keeno