Every now and then Horny Monkey’s name crops up on the hareline, and he comes along to set the run, and flirt with the Sunday ladies. Today it was from the government centre and we ran around in circles between the various buildings that make up the complex.
Things began with a parade of cars driving around in circles, waiting for the hare to arrive with some signs and in the end we had verbal directions into the runsite. We were pointed off, in roughly the right direction, and jogged off. At every check Beautiful Box shouted “Yay” and her exuberance rubbed off on me at least, but it seemed like a happy bunch of hashers jogging around in circles.
At one point it was abundantly obvious we were running around a football field (it could go nowhere else), and as I was still recovering from a badly wrong check, I followed Skiddy to the inevitable paper. Later, I lost some ground bringing the skiddy sticks back – perhaps Chuckie does the right thing??? Anyway, I spied the hare on his bike, and took a speedy shortcut back to the front. The run ended in shambles with the trail disappearing around a lake, and the hare was just sat there to say – just run back in. On-In!
The circle was the typical Horny Monkeyness – punishments abounded with HM back in his element. OnOn!