Chiangmai Saturday Hash House Harriers
Drinking and Running Since 1991
Hash Trash 1527
Grand Master – Skid Mark Haberdasher – Juicy Fruit
Historian & Awards Master – Superman Hash Cash – Titty Smoker
Joint Master – Just Cumming Beer Monster – Deep Throat
Religious Advisor – Chuck Wao Hare Raiser – Bushy Tail
Deputy Beer Monster – Sheep Shagger On Sec. – Stumbling Dyke
Run # 1528
The hares for today’s event were Turkish Delight and Just Cumming with the A bucket at Turkish’s eponymous triangle, an area populated by precipitous and rugged terrain, a couple of km off the canal road. The last Saturday run from this point was the one just before the cessation of hashing due to the lock down which was only 6 months ago, but it seems so much longer. There were two runs on the card for today, the long one starting at 4:30 and a shorter one commencing at the usual time. I arrived just after 4:30 fully intending to take the shorter option, but by the time I arrived everyone, with the exception of Superman and Superbitch, had already left. Today’s outing was A to B and B to A. I was given the option of just doing the B to A leg, but I decided to throw caution to the wind and do the full run. So far, this rainy season we have been lucky with few disruptions due to inclement weather and today was no exception.
I started off down a familiar dirt track passing a few lam yai plantations carrying on an undulating trail for about 1 km then coming to a circle check which took me on a dog leg right trajectory and the start of the ascent where I could see a few hashers in the distance, too far away to recognize anyone though. After about 10 minutes, I caught up with Purple Fart, Tip Toe and few of the foraging harriets. I could only see 2 mushrooms in Woolly Jumper’s bag.Then Sweet Pea presented me with my driving license. Which I’m sure you would consider a very bizarre occurrence. Allow me to explain. About 6 months ago I lost my wallet containing all my bank cards, driving license etc. Then a few weeks ago, I received a call from Sweet Pea telling me she had my driving license. It had been found by Chili Pussy while on active hashing duty during a Bunny Hash run. All very strange, but as I’m sure you all appreciate weird and wonderful Phenomena, far too common for sheer coincidence, can occur in Chiang Mai.
We all started up a steep incline with me following behind. I had just built up a good head of steam when we came to an abrupt stop as Juicy Fruit and Microwave decided to embark on a photo shoot; after a lot of posing and copious amounts of Facebook fodder – or is it Instagram these days? – had been amassed we were allowed to carry on. It was at this point Snowballs seemed to appear from nowhere, not dissimilar to the white rabbit from Alice’s Adventures in wonderland, and going in completely the wrong direction. Then as mysteriously as he had appeared; he disappeared again and not to be seen until the end of the run. I hope I didn’t imagine it.
We now reached the top of the mountain and carried on along the ridge for a few hundred meters and came to the Wimp Rambo split. I couldn’t persuade anyone to follow me on the Rambo trail, and if I had actually known how far it was going to be; I may have followed the wimp trail myself. Anyway, I followed the Rambo trail alone. The trail took me along a ridge at the top of the mountain for about 2 -3 km with some pretty spectacular panoramic views to enjoy from the high elevation and at one point through an area of annoying biting insects. Then I started, at first, a gradual descent which progressively became steeper and back into more of an inhabited area with a few houses and cultivated fields and the like. I carried on along a few muddy roads for 1 km or so down a slight ravine round a few small lakes up the other side and back to the road and the B bucket where Turkish was waiting. At this point, I was availed with 2 options. I could carry on the B to A trail which was another 5 km or I could have a lift back to the A bucket with Turkish. Having completed over 6 km which is a pretty long run by my standards, and suitably knackard. I decided to take the easy option. Back at the A bucket none of the FRBs had arrived back from the B to A leg. I think it was about 10 minutes before the first of them returned with Chuck Wao and Sloppy Rod leading the way. I clocked up about 6.5 km, if I had done the extended run it would have been about 11 km, and it took me an hour and a half. Excellent workout guys, great effort.
OnOn Stumbling Dyke…