Run Report: Tanks for the memories

The Hash gathered at Tank Hill Road for the Father’s Day run. The challenge to dress like a Father was risen to by 3 brave hashers. Pink Bits was in flat hat and braces and Dad Shirt.  Passiona was resplendent in a brown cardigan ( needed a pipe really to complete the outfit) and Leapfrog went authentic with her Dad’s coat and historical hat.  The GM (me) picked the winner at the end. I will leave you in suspense. The Hare for the day (again, me) had set a fantabulous run and walk which went in completely the opposite direction that everyone expected.  One Hasher turned up on a pony (me …again).

The runners (and Binky the pony plus human attachment) headed back around the electricity substation and across the highway, striking East, hung a left at Old Sawyers Road, left back down the pipeline and then west, crossing back over the highway by Mundaring industrial estate. The walkers did similar but without the easterly diversion.  GPS had sore calves. Good to see Skippy in the pack. The person on the pony (still me) managed not to run anyone down so a good time was had by all.

We were all back just a shade over the hour. I arrived last having circled back to look for GPS who actually did not need looking for after all.

The circle was unusual.

It consisted of everyone standing in the back of GPS’s big van, and me sitting on Binky standing at the doors looking in.  Strictly speaking i should be fined for sitting in the circle i guess. Due to inclement weather and general laziness we did not have any down-down splash. But we did have a basket of apples, so Passiona ended up getting ‘the song’ – no idea what for now – and then had to speed eat an apple to a confused chorus of “down down’ and ‘nom nom’.

Binky got the apple cores.

Photographic evidence was taken.

On On ! SRB

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