Archive | November, 2014

Round the block

After some driving up and down Sawyers Town I realised the run started just after the town, arriving with about 2 minutes to spare. A reasonable sized pack assembled to hear the thoughts of Chairman Passiona briefly summed up as “here is the Hare”. We started up hill, which is always better than running down a steep hill and knowing what was coming. The run was a little shorter than back in the days when we were all younger, but nevertheless challenging and ending with beer.

The walkers decided that they would make a bit of a circuit out of the whole affair, which did give the runners a bit of a head start with the splash (which we did not waste).

In the circle we celebrated Piping Hot’s birthday, and we await her next one, after which she is required to give Tickhead a hard time and some extra grey. In a hasty decision the next run will be at MJM in Glan Forrest and have a BYO Barbie.

And with that, we departed mainly eastward into the setting sun.


PS If any of the pack reading this has lost a small pair of purple glasses, they are in Dripper’s Car.

Twas brillig, and the slithy toves (now with pics)

Hare: El Keeno
On On: The Pines, Darlington

We met beside the strangely one-side trees, and before you could gyre and gimble in the wabe, we were off.

Being Darlington, we started up a hill. Along the way we traversed all varieties of hill, including the uppy bits and the downy bits, galumphing all over the place. Runners returned slightly before the walkers (thankfully I cut some off the run trail due to the heat). As we rested, we had the pleasure of viewing bit of a dog wonderland, with all the Darlington canines having a bit of a play on the oval. Very nice.

A treat awaited for Hashers who had reached various milestones, in the form of cloth badges, including the much elusive 200 run badge (well done, Red Knight!). Extra special, we had gingerbread (I think?) baked into the shape of the number, so special thanks to Dosh or whoever baked it for her.

Hash Nosh was ham and salad of the very yum variety. I put some in my tummy.

That’s it…did you get this week’s mystery reference? If not, shame on you.
El Keeno

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Far away land

Hare: Scarlett Runner Bean
On On: far away (no, not really so far away but the road seemed a bit like it was leading me to another postcode…Reen Rd, Gidgegannup)

Apparently we’ve run at this location before, but I missed it as it was new to me. I had no idea there was a lovely picnic area hidden away up the end of Reen Road. (Well, I admit I had no idea Reen Road even existed.)

Interestingly, a bunch of youngsters had also been using the area during the day, having set up a marquee (I wish they had actually set up a marquis, as framing a nobleman would be more intriguing than just erecting a canopy, and young people should be trying new and exciting things). Well, the last of them were just hauling themselves away as we ran past, but it seemed they neglected to take their rubbish with them, as they left a towel, clothing, cans, bottles and plastic wrappers all over the place. A shame really.

But the run itself. Cunning and deceptive Hare, SRB, ignited controversy by pointing us towards the trail and claiming it was the last time she’d help us. I was quite glad it was, as it turned out to be a long false trail. Grrrr. Then we careened around like blowflies in a shut bathroom, bumping around the trails, following it backwards in places, losing it, finding it … going narnas all over the place. (well, maybe I exaggerate, but I do enjoy exaggerating.)  Aforementioned youths had also rubbed out bits of the trail, which added an extra dimension of “whoops” to the mix. Luckily, the Hare was right there and we were in no danger of being lost (except for the parts we did).

So, it was a lovely location, the run was interesting and enjoyable. It was a tad hot, which perhaps accounted for the lower turnout. Pink Bits turned up late.

That’s it.
On On,
El Keeno



Steep it up

Hare: Dripper
On On: Boya Oval

Dot points:

  • First run at 5pm for summer.
  • Some people dressed up.
  • There was a horrible hill at the start.


That’s all I can remember. Hey, I’m not young anymore! Last week was almost a week ago.

On On,
El Keeno