The Hare, GPS, was a little disappointed this week as there were only 3 runners in the pack. After all, he had gone all out to set a substantial run (mainly to get at Franger !)
Still, putting on a brave face (with bottom lip quivering …) he expanded the virtues of the run – omitting to mention the worst hills in the area were at the beginning !
It was up and up with even more ups ! The walkers, spearheaded by Baldrick,(FRB) were charging ahead when GPS asked if they were on trail …he was just checking … but the reply was “are we on trail ?” Funny that … There were many instances of walkers talking too much and not paying attention. (or blindly following Baldrick who was gleefully – on purpose veering all over the show)
Once the walkers were on a more even (read “flat”) track, it was plain sailing back to the start.
There was no sign of the runners for quite some time and this was somewhat perturbing for GPS – after all his efforts could they be lost …..? Things were taking a significant turn for the worst …. GPS was worried now – things were going wrong – … you could tell … he was having splash and grimacing – He moaned that it would be his job to go and search for the missing runners.
Then, suddenly, ….. they swooped in together, like a bunch of galah’s … a bit hot and bothered but beaming …It was voted a good run ! (You missed it Franger !)
As the RA was still missing, (deep in conference with “important” persons) the stand-in took charge – well not really – but dished out all sorts of silly down-downs ! Skippy awarded himself his 900th run badge (get a life) and a couple of little (25 & 50) feet were presented. Can’t recall much else but its getting darker now so will be an earlier start soon !
WEAR GREEN next week for St Patrick’s Day – BYO meat for BBQ – salads provided.
P B 🙂
The enthusiastic pack gathered at the picturesque Coal Dam in Woodbridge …. White Pointer, the Hare, set us off with vague instructions ….
Trail was actually well marked, for walkers at least, however, there were a couple of complete botch-ups at some intersections ! We got to see some really lovely homes in this area … surprising ! The Hare actually was shepherding us around, which helped keep us on trail. Not sure about the runners … just know it was about 8 km’s !
As the drink stop was in White Pointers bag, (or so we thought !) we weren’t sure just exactly it would be … but, no fear, it was a Trillion miles away ! Of course, he hoped the runners and walkers would converge at the same time – as we did… HOWEVER, the pack did not expect such warm welcoming beverages …..
In the circle, of course, there was a charge for an all together far too warm welcome … it was a hot day after all ! Despite that we forgave the Hare for awkward hills (yes in Woodbridge) – mud (where a raging torrent will be in winter) and slight confusion.
It was a good run and after, some of us went to a local establishment for a very good meal !
Pink Bits x
The fun started on this week’s run by just arriving ! The corrugations were quite pronounced on the 1 km drive up to the parking area. We were surrounded by mountain bikers who watched in wonder as to what sort of riders we were … AIR MOUNTAIN RIDERS i say !
We were sent on our way by the Hare Skippy, with only a few directions but the promise of a well marked run/ walk.& a drink stop !
This all proved true, and to top it all the majority of the walk was on a really shady track admittedly going downhill for a long way. As usual, where there is a down there must be an up ! … and so after a steep climb, we arrived at the drink stop. Good job we had a break as there was more up to go which got fairly arduous towards the end – Runners even stopped running (except Franger who never gives up on up)
Thankfully, it was not too hot a day and we were not too puffed out ! We emerged back at the start for more refreshment
The RA was away communing with other RA’s discussing tactics for malevolent charges, so she had appointed Scooby Doo as a stand-in !
He did a good job too, holding his own and asserting his power when needed. He would have liked ice …. but we didn’t let him use it ! (collective power) After the usual down-downs had been consumed, we sang our hearts out with the club song and departed for another go at the corrugations ! Some of us had a close shave by a mob of roo’s bounding across our bonnets, off into the bush !
Pink Bits x