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So today’s run was a team effort! Byte My Yahoo was down to set the run, but due to work commitments, the various CUMH3 roles were divided… Square Rooter laid the trail, Byte My Yahoo bought the beer, Chuck Wao delivered the beer and Humperdick brought the food. Despite the logistics, everything seemed to work out nicely in the end!
I was late (due to my work commitments), but as I set off across the fields I could see the other hashers as they set off from the first circle check, and after another couple of checks I was back amongst everyone. And ‘amongst’ is the right word as pretty much everyone was together for a very long way. Square Rooter has a lot of experience, and he seems to will every FRB in the wrong direction at every check. Finally we came across a genius circle check, where the trail continued from within about 20m behind a pump house. Sadly nobody thought to check thoroughly there for sometime instead we scattered in every other direction.
HRA finally picked up the scent and ran through the next 4-5 checks squealing away in joy as he guessed right and right – until a nasty little check on a hillside. Rather than continuing on the lovely (if steep) trail, the hare had chosen a animal path concealed through the trees – again around 30m from the circle check. With HRA amiss finally I could have some fun, but so late in the run Square Rooter had returned to old form and found an evil incline – Up-Up-Up! That hill was a killer!
Finally we hit the top and there was the circle check. Even so late in the run we had no idea whether we were looping to the left or looping to the right – I picked left and Chuck Wao reluctantly picked right. As I headed back down praying for paper, I nearly gave up when finally I hit the right trail and we had a lovely running track down the hill. From then on I took turns with Chuck Wao getting checks wrong with HRA picking up all the worst choices – getting lucky at the last check I past a beaming hare as we trundled into the A bucket.
Dick Tracy had somehow managed to avoid the hill and nearly beat everyone to the beer. Dog Shit and Kwazi Moto found the hill a bit steep and finally lost ground on the way up – they cruised back in much to the hare’s disconcern. Humperdick had a stellar run, keeping with the FRBs all the way round – that’s what happens when you run three times in a row! Bone Hur was as usual in the mix at the end – the mountain mad man who sets off slow, but comes home hard. Shame about the circle!
