Boiled Hare with Hash Browns
By Gunpowder Plod
The Saturday Run No. 3 was held on a gloriously sunny afternoon at sunny Sunny Bay with an early start to accommodate the partygoers. It was a decision that would turn around and bite the hare on the arse. With Disneyland just round the corner, the pack got into character, comprising Dumbo Dram and his virgin mate Hetero Harold, Mickey Mango Mouse, Stinky Stingray Pete , Sher Stuntdouble Khan, Happy Hoover, The Incredible Shrinking Violet Velcro Lips, Donald Duck, Golden Grumpy Balls, Gunpowder Goofy Plod and GM Salesman the Sheriff of Nothinghome.
The pack assembled at the start moved by first arrival Goofy to a thankfully sniper-free grassy knoll under the shade of several flowering trees. Beer and softies were iced while we awaited the return of Jack Sparrow, who did not stagger in from setting the trail until 15 minutes past the start time, nicely stewed in his own sweat and mumbling even more incoherently than he normally does. Sparrow later admitted to laying a similar trail for the lesser Monday night lonely men’s hearts club (gay) hash marked with pretty red ribbon. So we had a regurgitated and shortened version after the hare had almost collapsed setting it.
Dumbo translated the briefing and after a quick flash by Grumpy, we were off. Still very hot but nice and shady under the trees to start and then through a subway under the MTR towards the hills. To steps. By now the FRBs in the form of Donald Duck, Mickey Mouse and Sher Khan were well away and off down the service road towards Tung Chung and… a check-back.
Nobody got this right. We should have gone back up the road to a gap in the hedge but, oh no, the FRBs called the whole pack on through a dank and dirty overgrown ditch to some steps. Here Stinky Pete guided Goofy into a large wet hole assisted by a push from Grumpy.
Then it was up and up several flights of steps to a check. It is now suspected that Mickey solved this immediately, having done the lonely men’s hearts club hash on Monday. The trail led into some tasty shiggy uphill and down t’other side to another check. Then straight on to an abandoned school house and a further check. The trail led left and down from here to a rambo-wimp split.
Only the Incredible Shrinking Violet chose the wimps where she encountered a sweaty and spider infested Sherrif, a late arrival doing everything backwards as usual.
Dumbo, Hetero and Grumpy complained that they never saw the split, preferring to follow calls of on-on rather than follow trail. Happy had little difficulty shaking off Goofy and Stinky following in the wake of the long gone FRBs.
So with the Sheriff the last in with most taking about 40 minutes, we lounged about on the grass, jealous of Happy, Sher Khan, Grumpy and Dumbo who had grabbed some chairs from the intimidated disabled octogenarian toilet attendant nearby.
After much lounging around finally the frantically scribbling Incredible Shrinking Violet could take no more and forced the Sherriff to start the Circle. Which he promptly gave back to Violet for the ritual humiliations, and then it was hi-ho, hi-ho, it’s off to the party we go.