I haven’t been on a Big Top run before, so I wasn’t sure what to expect when I set off – following the directions to the disco hut – only the signs took us straight past the disco hut and along to the football field – why did we go that way rather than along the canal? Was it cunning haring trickery or was it just the scenic route?
We were due to have a mini outstation, but this was just a regular run, but it pulled quite a few of irregular hashers out of the woodwork – a return for the aptly named ‘Once a Year’ as well as several others. We set off with Snail Trail sniffing the way around the running track.
The pace was quick at the front and it wasn’t long before a group of 6 broke away from the rest and worked well together to deal with the checks extending a lead. The virgin Jake was a serious runner brought along simply to toy with Chuck Wao’s competitive spirit and the On-In was long enough to let them really test each other – as Chuckie put it – the young buck won, but Chuckie had numerous excuses lined up – Belly Dancer forcing him to drink all night, diarrhea, and no doubt several other dodgy excuses – we stopped listening.