Jakarta Hash House Harriers
Scribe
Sheet Run 1719
RUN NO. 1719 - CITRA INDAH (WAY BEYOND CIBUBUR) - 15 OCTOBER 2001
Regulars: 29
New Members (including Peter Cook on his third run since 1982): 5
Past Members: 1 Visitors: 5 Hashers with tits: 11 Horrors: 1 TOTAL: 52
Hares: Angie and Supabrat
THE RUN
For weeks we had been looking forward to this. A public holiday on a Monday
that would allow us to go way out of Jakarta and enjoy some great running
country. A quality run further guaranteed by the fact it was being laid by two
experienced hares who, rumour had it, had done many reccies for this Monday
spectacular.
When
we got to the site we found ourselves walled in at the end of the Citra Indah
complex. This we assumed was a ploy by the hares to keep us from seeing the
magnificent running country on the other side of the wall before we set out on
the run. Our anticipation was growing by the minute. But then, a rather unusual
procedure; we were asked to climb over the wall by means of ladders
thoughtfully provided and to assemble on the other side. This was to ensure the
pack was not stretched out over two kilometers from the start as it took about
15 minutes to get everyone over the wall. Fortunately, many hands were
available to help the ladies over. [ed: whatever happened to the one finger
lift?]
Our great anticipation started to turn to foreboding when
the hares announced that due to unforeseen circumstances, namely rain, (- can
you believe it? This is Indonesia, it is the rainy season and the hares never
thought it might rain!) the long run had to be cancelled and so did the short
run. Instead there would be an amended medium run. Calls for ice didn’t get
very far as it would have to be lifted over the wall so off we set. Within ten
metres we were wading through a muddy, filthy bog that ruined Postponed’s new
shoes only seconds after their christening.
A
few metres later and we were balancing on a narrow bund across a muddy paddy.
This was to be the pattern for the WHOLE of the run. A few useful checks
ensured we were not all running on the same bunds; in fact at one point in the
run hashers could be seen scattered over a good square kilometer of paddy. Some
of the bunds were so narrow that only those ladies who had done ballet dancing
at school could retain their balance on the bunds. The run finished the same
way as it started, only in reverse; a final trudge through the thigh-high bog
and a climb up the ladder and over the wall to the beer truck.
THE
CIRCLE
As quite a few of the mismanagement (did they have inside knowledge of what the
run was going to be like??) were attending other functions, demonstrations
etc., stand-ins were appointed, me as MM and Bolt-One-On as RA. The latter
appointment was quite a controversial decision since B-1-On was the one who
invited the Pussies (without full mismanagement approval) some five years ago
for the now infamous Bunny Run when our lady guests were ignominiously insulted
and told to piss off and form their own circle. Now, years later, we had the
opportunity to make amends for those misdeeds and make the ladies feel
genuinely welcome on this special Monday Hash. Could B-1-On contribute to this
new spirit of cooperation and understanding? No chance. Even before the
announcements he put the Hash Mistress on ice and told her to shut the f*** up.
Visitors
were honoured, including three of Holy Joop’s children. I have to say that some
of them looked very old.
Achievers
were honoured; KK received his 400 run shirt, at least I think it was a shirt
under all the mud that the RA had dipped it in. Bolt-One-On received his 500
run mug.
KK
gave us a moving rendition of his favourite Japanese ditty.
The
run discussion was not a long one. With the exception of MGM, who perversely
said it was an excellent run (hoping to get the next catering contract from the
Hash Master) it was generally considered a Shit of a Run. Bolt-1-On asked
Supaslag what she thought of the run, provoking her to either tell lies or tell
the truth and risk marital strife. In fact she did neither, but used the
opportunity to bombard B-1-On with abuse! Final verdict – Shit of a Run. The
hares claimed it would have been a brilliant run through magnificent running
country had it not been for the rain and the flooding of the river, which
allegedly rose from ankle deep before the rain to three metres after the rain.
Unfortunately there is no annual award for ‘what might have been
run-of-the-year if it hadn’t rained’.
Our
Scottish visitors gave a good rendition of the Scottish National Anthem, which
had to be countered by Hymns and Arias. A strong Japanese contingent also
performed well, thanks to their training in the Welsh valleys (Cwm Honda to be
specific).
The
hares gave a sterling performance of ‘Have you ever screwed a whore?’ A lot of
effort went into writing this. If only Angie could sing. Three people reckoned
they recognized the tune. I have the words if anyone would like to put them to
music.
‘You’ll never get to Heaven’ was merged into the Hash
Hymn, with additional verses supplied by Witless, much to the annoyance of
Jonesy who wanted to go for a piss but his missus wouldn’t let him until the
hymn was finished. Good vocal support also from Vatican Rag who honoured us
with his presence until the end of the circle. A rare event thanks to his
getting a special curfew waiver, as it was a public holiday.
Merriment
continued at the local Sundanese restaurant.
On-on
Col.B.
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