Category Archives: CSH3 – Saturday

Dick Tracy set the run very close to the city – from the back of a housing estate opposite the Lanna Golf Course. Before we set off most people were wondering how anyone could set a run in that area – very few known trails and being enclosed by the Maerim Road and the Ping River meant there couldn’t be much space for a run. When the co-hare suggested we should bring spare clothes, the ominous Ping River was on everyone’s mind – surely not?

We set off across a field and into a construction yard where some workers were just clocking off with bemused expressions on their faces as a bunch of hashers trundled straight through them! We hit the bank of a little canal next to the road and I lead the returning Suckit, Mr. Poo and Horny Monkey along until messing up as we took a right into some fields. It was here that we started getting wet feet and realised that Chuck Wao really wouldn’t have enjoyed it!

It gradually got deeper until at one point it was suddenly knee deep, and we were paddling through the field – now following Horny Monkey, except for those short cutters of course. We finally hit a circle check, where a devious hare had dropped a strand of paper the other side of a small waterway, and it had us running round in circles until I finally found the trail heading back through the flooded field.

Just after the next circle, the co-hare was spotted hiding in the trees, and then there was a very well placed circle – which didn’t fox the FRBs as most of them just plunged across the river to the roads. Straight along the road and there was the On-In. A short 3km run, but it was still kinda fun especially with the water features – just a shame Chuck Wao wasn’t there to enjoy it!

Location: 10.5km south on canal road.

Dog Shit teamed up with multiple hares (S&M Girl, Rachael and belatedly Just Cumming). The rain had turned the run site to slush, and it looked ominously like we were going to get wet. Fortunately the rains stopped and we were about to set off in the dry, even if we were sliding around in the mud.

The first V check had been destroyed by some workers, but we figured out what had gone wrong when we hit a check back. Another cross check had us all fooled as we were convinced we would be heading to the right and into the mountains – instead Doggie had taken us left and kept us on the flat ground through some orchards.

The pace was high and the runners rejoined the wimps as they came out of their short cut with a long finish along the road we drove in on. Chuck Wao was determined and sprinted up the hill at the finish to the oversized ONIN.  It was a nice run, well laid with plenty enough to confuse us.