Run 1769 - 03 October 2021
Run Report - Mijas HHH Run 1769 “Back to Reality Run”
Well this hash started great for me…..two virgins in my car (last time I could say that honesty I was driving a Vauxhall Viva!!) and my GPS sends me up a dead end road next to some bins (funny…that´s where I was that night in my Viva ). A quick call to KaKa pants and directions from the hare and I made it to the correct location. As I was last to the opening circle the GM (looked shorter than normal this week!) gave me the honour of being scribe ….
There were clouds in the sky and rain threatened most of the hash so the temperature was perfect, apart from the force 10 gale that accompanied us all route!! It was that cold Sandra Bollocks turned blue!! As a scot that´s her natural colour and it´s only taken her 30 years in spain to lose it.
The hash started perfectly and by that I mean downhill, however it wasn’t long before we started to go up again. I´m not suggesting the hills were steep, but we passed Tenzing Norkay going up one and he had passed out! The run was well marked and the terrain was perfect for hashing. Not too many falses or check backs and before you could pant, I´ll bloody knackered we were at the beer stop. This was after Where´s the off switch pointing it out to us from the opposite hill and saying “That little green thing is running towards it!” That little green thing was Salmonella Rushdie!! A quick drink and some chocolate cake and we were back on on, downhill again. There weren’t any View Points, but that was only because the views for most of the route were fantastic, stretching down to the sea and looking out over to Africa. We went downhill quite a bit and the route even flattened out at one stage, however the inevitable hill climb came back to bit us. We had been promised a Cava Stop so we carried on, and made it to the beautifully decorated “house” where the cava was being poured. The wind was so strong at this point most of the cava bubbles ended up being blown over everyone rather than drank, but we did manage to drink some….
On the second half Pisses Braidwee and I were at the back with our virgins (Not sure they will be back after experiencing the closing circle for the first time!) taking it slow and steady as they were not used to walking up and down so many hills. I´m not sure if it was this pace, or just the call of nature, but Pisses Braidwee lived up to her name again…..when in Rome eh?
Everyone made it back to the circle to score the run, well apart from Salmonella Rushdie, according to the GM/RA he was on a countdown to be somewhere….the score ended up being 9.2, but some people disputed that. There was ice, which was bloody freezing given the windy conditions, and beer and a few punishments….there was even time for the RA to give KaKa pants some Vidal Sassoon hair cutting tips!! I dearly hope he listened!! With it dropping below -50c and Dennis Quaid looking for his son (will anyone understand this point(less) comment? Will anyone actually read this far down?) the GM called matters to a close about 6.30pm and those going to the On On headed off to the restaurant where the tables were booked for 7.30pm…..Prawn Cracker anyone?
Good night!!