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FRUIT
TREES PROVIDED WELCOME RELIEF FOR S.W.A.N.K.
HASHERS
The best part was the longish wait
for fresh Mnazi being sapped just for the pack's benefit and
which was the sweetest reward
Coastweek - -
Hash House Harriers have been happily hounded these past two
weeks with very interesting scenes and scenarios.
The previous week's run was Saint Paddy's run.
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A very well laid trail by Quicky took the pack to the
far horizons of upper Mtwapa, beyond the KARI Farms, or what
is left of it after the dribbly grabbing.
The dust of the tracks was soon replaced by Saharan
sand that seemed to deter the runners' speed and the hot sun
did the rest.
The tilled fields ready for the rains welcomed
shortcuts and the fruit laden trees - oranges, mangoes and
cashews- provided a welcome relief at the holds.
The real wet hold was not tackled despite the low tide.
The namesake Wethole being a sailor had no reservations
about things going up, and not coming down ...
But Quicky is not exactly a seaman but frozen to the
core, coming from the land of alpine lakes.
He decided to keep the Swankers on the terra firma most
of the time in spite of meandering wishes and wrong footed
front runners.
The best part was the longish wait for fresh Mnazi
being sapped just for the pack's benefit and which was the
sweetest reward.
Well run, walked and jogged St. Patrick's Run ended at
Gecko village for the Patty rites and rituals, followed by a
sumptuous Irish stew, green drinks and green thoughts,
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Last week's run was at a totally new venue for the current
Hash group.
Eric "huge b'meat" trained Horny Sunset to set the trail on
the virgin soils of inner Mishomoroni.
A large pack set off on the north creek side, hugging the
precipitous promontories and descending down into the sea bed, still
filled with water despite the low tide.
Crossing was done without canoes since Hashers can swim and
fly at will.
Up the southern banks, and into the now haphazardly filling
up swampland, we saw huge Baobabs being brought down for firewood,
and leaving gaping holes on the cliff sides for sand harvesting.
Anybody concerned ?
Circling the coves, and crossing back, the pack was treated
to a variety of bird life; if it will still be there in a year's
time is any body's guess.
The down-downs were hasty due to more reasons than birds and
the pack let loose their weekend to scatter in the dusk.
Next run: Meet at HQ , Mtwapa; 4:00 p.m. sharp. Hare: Sixty
Nine.
For more details visit: juanguvu.com/swank
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