Dick the Wonder Boy came into town with Dick Lover to team up with Sleeps with Stuff, for a run out in Maejo. It was fucking hot. The mountains were on fire. It was someway out of town. For whatever reason the numbers were down as CH4 heads into quiet season. Not so far for me to drive, so I was happy, except, did I mention it is fucking hot. Seriously >40 degrees, we are insane to be running in this heat.
Before the run I tried to make a pact with the other FRBs to just walk today, but it didn’t take long before Poo started jogging. Asshole. I had to jog with him, because I wanted to go left at the first check (having seen it on the drive in). I went left, and was completely wrong. Damnit. I was so tempted to short cut over to where I was sure the trail would go (and it did), but had to trudge back around and slowly make my way back to the front. Visitor from Japan was ahead, but seemed to misunderstand checks – rather than calling ONON, he came back to the check to discuss what he had found.
We continued following sparse amounts of cigarette paper. In places there was none, and at best it was every 40m or so. The pack was kept together. We all followed trail, so by those definitions it was a huge success. Towards the end I got a smell of home and started to piece a few checks together. Needing to check 150++ off each circle meant HRA & Piggy had to check 150++ in the wrong direction, so with teutonic ease I arrived at the OnIn.