Run 2081 – Oct 5th 2022

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hare: Velcro Lips

Location: Tsang Tai U.K. playground



Run start: 19:30/7:30PM

MTR: Closest Station is Che King Temple MTR. Exit D – 5/7 minute down the road.
Bus: Juust get the train…
Jam Jars: (CARS): Limited parking at a village car park next to the park.

Special Notice: Toilets and showers nearby. No excuses for the smell…

Run 1989 – 25th November

Hare: Dram

Location: Lion Pavilion, Next to Ville de Jardin, Fo Tan



Run start: 19:30/7:30PM

MTR: Closest Station is Fo Tan however the 69K terminal is from Sha Tin
Bus: 69K
Jam Jars: (CARS): Through Fo Tan and up to the top of Sui Wo Road. Limited parking at the roundabout terminus.

Special Notice: An opportunity for an OnOn at the DPD? I suppose it depends on how many can squeeze round a table of 4, or how many tables Base4.

Run Announcement 1988 – 18 November 2020

Wednesday 18th of November 2020

They seek him here, They seek him there, Those Frenchies seek him everywhere. Is he in heaven, Or is he in hell? My own elusive Prince of Darkness!

Hare: Prince/Pants/Ponce/Pimpernel of Darkness/ Pink Panther

Run start: 19:30/7:30PM

Wimps Early birds: 18:30/6:30PM

Wimp and Rambo splits(s)

Location: Shui Long Wo/Star Lookout Observatory

Google Map:


MTR Stations ~ Shatin, Ma On Shan, Wu Kai Sha, University, Hang Hau and Choi Hung.

Double Deckers 99 ~ Sai Kung to Heng On (Via) Ma On Shan, Wu Kai Sha.

Mini Bus 807B ~ Ma On Shan to Mak Pin (Via) Wu Kai Sha.

Jam Jars: (CARS) Drive along Sai Sha Road until Shui Long Wo car park

Over fill: Alternatively cars can park towards Kai Ling Ha Tree Walk Car Park along Sai Sha Road and follow trail to start via the bus stop.

Special Notice:

The Hare will have prepare some post run morsels for runners.

Skinny Dipping option available.

Run Report 1982 – 14 October 2020

Run 1982 Report

Location: Tai Po Sitting Out Area near King’s Belly

The Hare: Mango Groove @ Eddie Deane


Intro: Well as the hare is an EX Scientist turned Interior Decorator who studied fish and mushrooms, we could expect nothing else. So as there was the “The Alleged Threat From Rain” after the passage of the latest NON Typhoon, where our mad Scientist decided to follow the advice from those at the HKO and relocate from his original planned start of Yau Tong and move closer to the Belly. This move resulted in a shortfall in regular runners as the fitter of the bunch decided not to show up such as Gael Says Yes, Radio One, Golden Jelly, Penile Dementia, Plod, Creamy Brolley, TD, Mooney, LSG, Farty, Walky, Dram, Serbian (not seen for months!) etc.

The Pack:

So that left the following to make an appearance: Golden Balls arrived late as he got lost riding his newly acquired bike on the recently added cycle track. (He ended up at North District Hospital)

GM, OEJ and Back to the Future, who got back first..

Liberace, COTD and Auntie Septic with Eunuch.

No Rough Stuff appeared in full head to toe, brand new running regalia, saw a fish tank on the run and decided that it contained ghosts and returned to the start.

Our two grey’s of Q and Geriatric.

POD and Virgin Flaps who arrived back late after losing trail. Winners of the Red Lantern

The Run: What was there to say about the trail?

It went around past the station, up to JC Court, up the steps to TPK and back down through the village. Even the hare apologized for getting lost and having to make the checks extremely short at 20m, so markings were generally easy to follow.

Unfortunately, all trail was on CONCRETE, I say again CONCRETE. That material invented by the Romans and described by Wiki as:

Concrete is a composite material composed of fine and coarse aggregate bonded together with a fluid cement (cement paste) that hardens (cures) over time. In the past limebased cement binders were often used, such as lime putty, but sometimes with other hydraulic cements, such as a calcium aluminate cement or with Portland cement to form Portland cement concrete (named for its visual resemblance to Portland stone).Many other non-cementitious types of concrete exist with other methods of binding aggregate together, including asphalt concrete with a bitumen binder, which is frequently used for road surfaces, and polymer concretes that use polymers as a binder.

When aggregate is mixed with dry Portland cement and water, the mixture forms a fluid slurry that is easily poured and molded into shape. The cement reacts with the water and other ingredients to form a hard matrix that binds the materials together into a durable stone-like material that has many uses.Often, additives (such as pozzolans or superplasticizers) are included in the mixture to improve the physical properties of the wet mix or the finished material. Most concrete is poured with reinforcing materials (such as rebar) embedded to provide tensile strength, yielding reinforced concrete.

Because concrete cures (which is not the same as drying) how concrete is handled after it is poured is just as important as before.

Concrete is one of the most frequently used building materials. Its usage worldwide, ton for ton, is twice that of steel, wood, plastics, and aluminum combined Globally, the ready-mix concrete industry, the largest segment of the concrete market, is projected to exceed $600 billion in revenue by 2025.

Concrete is distinct from mortar. Whereas concrete is itself a building material, mortar is a bonding agent that typically holds bricks, tiles and other masonry units together

The Scribe: One Eye Jack

Edited by: Gunpowder Plod

Run Announcement 1982 – 14 October 2020

A wet run in the Belly of Kings brought by the fruit of the gods. Woe unto you who does not find satisfaction in such endeavors.

Run Start Time: 7:30pm or earlier if you wish, staggered groups of no more than 4!!

Location: Tai Po

Start: Kings Belly – or the park next to it


How to get there –

Serfs: First left on Wan Tau Street. If that carpark’s full then there’s a carpark on the 2nd left and 3rd left brings you to an underground carpark.

Peasants: Tai Po Market MTR & walk 10 minutes. or any bus that goes to Tai Po and comes along Kwong Fuk Road.

COVID Rules Reminder:

  1. No circle
  2. Running and Casual drinking in groups of 4 and less
  3. No shouty, shouty
  4. Masks when not running/between drinking
  5. There will be a bucket
  6. No screaming R U while in urban areas(it’s a country park in part) – hares, please keep the checks short, well we will see about that.

Message from the GM: This must be the most devastating typhoon to have hit Hong Kong in quite a while! So devastating that the hare had to change to change the start and several leaves fell on the floor causing a mild inconvenience to some trees. But speaking of mild inconveniences, please do follow the rules – they’re there for a reason.

Run Announcement 1981 – Wed 07 October 2020

Hare:   Antiseptic

Never more popular than today, we thank Antiseptic for her tireless fight against Covid and tooth decay. Now its time to celebrate her birthday by rooting around aimlessly in the new territories.

Run Start Time: 7:30pm or earlier if you wish, staggered groups of no more than 4!! 

Location: Hok Tau 

Start from the usual BBQ pits one assumes. Hok Tau BBQ

Google: Hok Tau BBQ

How to get there:

Serfs: By car along Sha Tau Kok Road, 2nd roundabout, 2nd exit. Up the hill. (or follow the map above). or take a taxi

Peasants: Fanling MTR Exit C – Take the green minibus 52B. Get out at Hok Tau Organic Farm

COVID Rules Reminder

  1. No circle
  2. Running and Casual drinking in groups of 4 and less
  3. Masks when not running/between drinking
  4. There will be a bucket
  5. No screaming R U while in urban areas(it’s a country park in part) – hares, please keep the checks short, well we will see about that.

Message from the GM: Funnily enough, if you do a google image search for Hok Tau BBQ pits, the 10th result is Run 1927 and a Hong Kong police emblem. The reason I’m sure is because of the 17th image.

Run 1964, 4 March 2020

Radio One’s Forest Wash-Out (with Jelly)


Sitting-out facilities at Tsung Tsai Yuen

The Hares: Radio One and Golden Jelly

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The Scribe: Anus the Horrible – “Looking for a Sign”

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Run 1684, 21 March 2015, Sham Tseng Reservoir – The Saturday Run …

The Pack: Auntiseptic, Anus the Horrible, Back to the Future, Bunter, Crème Brûlée, Dram, Eunuch, Farty Pants, Walkie Talkie, Geriatric, Golden Balls, Golden Jelly, Gunpowder Plod, Liberace, Lok Sap Gow, One Eyed Jack, Ponce of Darkness, QT, Salesman, Serbian Bomber, Stingray, Sticky, Victim

The Preamble: Approaching the pavilion at Tai Po Kau Garden, I was surprised to see 20 or so runners champing at the bit. It was a damp and misty evening; on the way there, in Golden Jelly’s car, we’d guessed about eight people would show up.  

The Hares, Radio 1 and Golden Jelly, took us through the markings. No toilet paper! Not because it was impractical but because it was going for USD$10 per roll in Tai Po.

The Amble: The pack then stormed off, up the road and onto the nature trail, directed there by a barely visible chalk arrow (as it turned out, one of very few) and up to the beginning of the colour-coded trails that run through the enchanted forest.

Myself, Eunuch, Stingray and Salesman spent a few minutes searching for a sign – anything – that might tell us which way to go. Nada. Nothing. Zilch. Sweet FA. The rain had taken all away.

At this point, a consensus was reached: The “run” would become a pleasant night-time stroll among the trees, following the blue trail that is dotted with interpretive notice boards with fascinating facts about twigs and woodlice.

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As well as educating ourselves about naturism, along the way we chatted about the prospects of various English football teams such as Arsenal United, Manchester Rovers and Chelsea Wanderers and agreed it was a great pity that the back legs had fallen off Liverpool Athletic and that Brian Sheepskin would have to go, his position untenable.

Things were going swimmingly (twigs are mostly brown, it turns out) until Salesman broke into a run. A run, for fuck’s sake. I followed, not wanting to left alone to be buggered by baboons or molested by the natives who, it’s rumoured, dwell deep in the forest (last seen in1931 when two emerged from the forest onto the platform of Tai Po Kau KCR station begging for toilet paper and hand sanitiser).

And then, glory be, a sign. The Rambo / Wimp split. There was a god. Even, perhaps, a hare. Salesman and I opted for the Rambo, ascending a steep flight of steps to a trig point at about 300m and down yet more steps to Savanna Garden for a short burst of proper running along Tai Po Kau Rd. We emerged from the mist in triumphant fashion. As it turned out, we were the only two Rambos. And by some miracle, we’d followed the trail.

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The Circle: Down-downs were numerous and varied. Ones I recall: The Hares, of course, for failing to take into account the effect of rain on chalk.   Back to the Future and Lok Sap Gow for wearing each other’s clothes.    Sticky for being the recipient of ananatomically correct marital aid (who knew they made them this big?).    Stingray for not bringing crisps (this from a Frenchman).    Dram should have been given one, but wasn’t for pretending that well-known Hong Kong birdwatcher and man about town Martin the Bird had been seen lurking in the trees, emulating the mating call of the Yorkshire Dodo.

Postscript: I can’t speak to the experience of others. Golden Balls, (joined by Farty Pants and Gunpowder Plod, the latter returning early to share his hot mulled wine only with The Hares – Ed) it was rumoured, had chosen to cross the road to explore the coast in search of beer and women of questionable moral standing. They found only Liberace:

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Most had wandered aimlessly about the forest, forlornly looking for markings. It’s said some are still there, condemned to walk the trails for eternity, their plaintive cries of ‘are you?’ lost to the susurrating trees……