Run 959
The Hash trailer was well
positioned at our run location but Thunder could not be found
anywhere. Thirsty Hashers arrived and no pre drinks
available. Eventually he arrived driving a bus having
driven around Rocko practising his bus driving skills. Snowy turned up
dressed in his "pretty boy" purple tights minus his Bali gear.
Escargo wearing clown pants, attempted to look dignified. Snowy got a
dusting of flour and off we went to the new horn blowers. With many false
trails and fish hooks, Moppy at one time was behind the slow runners (we do
have 'em even if Cavewoman is not there) with a camera and
horn! We made our way through sandy fire break tracks, around
the streets of Shoalwater and after climbing a mini Mt Everest we missed
the sun set by 10 minutes. Home along the beach - more sand. In true pommy
style, Laura whinged about everything imaginable but managed to make it
home and not be the last one. Gotabit described the run as a "bloody
good run" but managed to walk most of the way.
In true Bogansville style, none of the car park lights operated, the circle was
dim in light but livened up with the new RA. Our visiting Hasher, Pothole
presented the lost ???????. Returned after missing for 7 years.
On on
Squat