Pigshit and Does Nothing teamed up to set the FU of FU runs, writes your humble scribe Alice.
It all started so well. The rain held off. The area is scenic. It’s close to town. What could go wrong?
What could go right more like? Bleedin’ hell, someone left the gate open at the dickhead farm! The hare brief was straight forward, although the cream paper bit didn’t bode well. It looks old, it warps and wrinkles in the damp and it doesn’t stand out. But the ‘there’s a circle check that’s a bit of a fcuk up’ was a dead giveaway. ‘I left paper going up a hill in the wrong direction and forgot to take it down’. Case closed m’lud.
Into the forest we go, decent circles and Vs in all the right places then up into the hills on narrow paths and ‘sparse paper’ as Libbers called it.
We wind round and up, it’s steep, hard going, fairly overgrown and not runnable. We crest a spur and find paper leading down. Then a strange V with two pieces of paper. Then nothing. We descend another 100m to a saddle and a ravine. Still nothing. Chucky says the wrinkled cream paper isn’t cream paper but old paper. Confusion. Then old yellow paper. Fcuk. What to do?
Poo and Chucky head down and left, ABB, PeePee and SheepShagger follow nervously into the unmarked unknown, their plaintive calls unanswered. It’s 5:45. Dusk approacheth shortly.
Shagless, Alice and Bone Smoker decide to retrace on paper and we find Libbers coming up the hill. Suddenly good news. Krapthai finds THE missing circle, unbroken, and down we happy band head on true trail. The only ones!
Everyone else is fcuked up on the wrong side of the hill heading in various wrong directions! I estimate Pigshit and DN had runners 4km apart from each other at some point!
Down we skip towards home and a V then a circle coming out of the forest. I find two strips to the right, On On….and run in all the way shouting Looking! No more paper.
Krap and Shrek go back and find true trail to the left and take 20 mins more to do a large loop around and back. SheepShagger and PeePee run in from the right and Frozen Dick drives off in his truck to rescue Poo and CW who’d come out somewhere near the other A bucket. What a palaver!
The circle continued at gracious host Kwazi’s and a tasty meal of burgers and salads was enjoyed by all, after a swim for a few.
Thank you Piggy and committee for all you’ve done this past year. On on for new GM Does Nothing and his new committee of lost souls.
(Alice)