The weather gods provided shelter from the sun, and the experienced hares laid an excellent course, so the 36 runners and Ms. Mutt happily scampered around the 8 (?) check course and awarded the run a Desert Fox score of 9.9 (ALL the runs lately have been given a 9.9 score -- something must be done about the system !)

The hares watched the front runners head south from the chariots and then turn east off paper. That got the pack together as we scrambled across fields and sent a herd of piglets scattering. The engineers in the pack offered advice to some ladies building a bridge, and then continued west to the paved road and Check 1, at the feet of soldiers checking buses for bombs. Paper continued west to Check 2 in the fields, and on to holding Check 3 on a holy site just above the Bishnumati River. Rotter and 69 properly worshiped the lingam while Michael said hello to Ganesh. Having given up on Towed and Ms. Mutt, the pack checked down to the river and were quickly on a false trail heading up a gully. Paper led uphill to Check 4, and then further up to a motor road and back Check 5 (6?), where Towed and Ms. Mutt greeted us. We then enjoyed passing an army patrol, and the Shanti Sewa Griha school, before running level through a pine forest to holding Check 7. Paper continued to traverse the hill, and dropped to again cross the river and then fields to Check 8, and the run home. The short cutters seemed to spend the afternoon wandering in the valley, but eventually turned up.

We welcomed three experienced runners: Bandito, Turd Herder, and Bog Trotter. Returnees Michael, Casper, Emily and Gurmi accepted their rewards. Three Hash Horrors made the most of the afternoon for a swim, while Matt and Steve were thanked for feeding leeches. We were happy that Lill's Norwegian diplomatic affairs took second place to the GM. Again, the GM offered treatment to Grumblewald's stomach, after the latter made some nasty remarks concerning hash mug cleanliness. We assure all that the mugs are just as clean as hash shoes.

Photo by Peter 'Head Chopper' Burton

There were awards to Nicolet (50 runs) and Jodi (55 runs), and the mismanagement's ability (?) to count. The mismanagement managed to count two digit numbers, while the hares could not use two hands to count checks!

Turd Herder got the Hashit for various reasons: getting round the run, or some part of it at least, without even breaking sweat when everyone else was soaked on a humid afternoon: coming to Nepal for a year to join the laughable efforts to bring water from Melamchi to Kathmandu: arriving in Nepal at the start of one war having just left Sri Lankha at the end of another one.

Many thanks to Durga and the Rotter's Roost kitchen department, for the great snacks.

Question of the week: Why was Hurry Krishna not at today's run?

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