Run No. 111 - 15th January 2005 - Report
Well my first run of the year after the ‘winter break’ started with a bizarre name since the Harriet mentioned monument-something and didn’t use the word run anywhere in her announcement (I guess the HEAT had already gotten to her!). The other bizarre thing was that guys just refused to run (adjustment to Mombasa in the ‘spring’); even the shameless FRB's joined in the holiday-like strolling all through! Could this be attributed to too much nyama choma during the holidays, hence the evident pots hanging all over the place??
As we snail-paced along, which puzzled and frustrated the co-hare, we came across a seemingly undiscovered stone-age cave complete with homo-sapiens praying for Lost Man (us?). This was shocking enough to send Lady Kamasutra into a hysterical fete, causing a Hash-jam as she refused to budge her frame a step further - you would think at her age she had seen every thing? However, Harriet Mnazi soon handled the situation calmly and with the strength of a total Luo elder got Kamasutra back moving on track.
If you thought that was the end of the drama, think again – as part of cave-trauma recovery, she shared with us her recent response to the tsunami scare (It appears it came closer to home than I thought and I share this with heartfelt condolences to the many victims, and much respect to those affected). I came to learn that on hearing about the tsunami disaster one of the hashers actually ran out of her well built, lovely house that is 80 feet up a creek armed with her single most prized collection (passport) leaving all she had amassed during her over 40 years in this earth, to speedily head to a safer haven – Kilifi, and another beach front! Food for thought: doesn’t age and wisdom go hand in hand? (HEY WE LOVE YOU DEAR JUST THE WAY YOU ARE).
Eventually, we got to the dry hold soon after and the array of man-made valley of ‘monuments’ in the form of dug-up and seemingly abandoned quarries, where Quicky had a field day photographing anything that moved within, including us. It certainly made a beautiful site worth beholding in awe, and wondering how it all came together.
All in all the run was lovely, I managed to get the cobwebs out of my joints and looking forward to next weeks run at Bombolulu Estate.