Run No. 125 - 23rd April 2005 - Report
The Hash run of last week was set in the picturesque terrain off Likoni, by the Hare ROLF ‘ QUICKIE’, assisted by the enthusiastic Caroline who is yet to be baptized.
Once the pack crossed by Ferry to the mainland south, anticipation was building up.
Having done the quarries that resembled pre-historic archaeological sites in past runs, thought of something new was welcome. And the Hare did not let anyone down, as always, with a 6 km run that turned out to be much more.
From the start, after doing a flat course for a few hundred yards, the trail turned to south, meandering through a miniature city in the making, sans water, sans electricity and sans humans. The only place on this planet where houses are built from coral blocks dug up right (or left in some cases) next door -literally. And every one of this structure had a large Martian crater close by. We are sure the residents, when they do start living there, will have babies that fly, along with all the live stock that has wings too... if there are to be no disasters. Or, perhaps it could be a wonderful tourist attraction for potential mountaineers to hone their skills by practicing here before scaling the mighty Mt. Kenya.
After passing this new wonder of the world, another village was crossed in a crater that could be accessed only through rough rock outcrops. Area legislators asking for votes here about must be facing a mammoth task!!!! Well, the pack was now on the sea front, still shaking heads, shoulders and everything that came loose after running / walking through the corals, up, down, right, left and centre... Cool breezes and a full tide offered relief from the sun and run at the first Hold, dry despite the ‘Water, Water everywhere, not a drop to drink!’ (Coleridge).
The bushy trail that wound through the sea front, or what was not grabbed so far, took the pack to the tip of the mainland, turning toward the channel and kept on west. A wonderful sight, to behold and take home as sweet memory.
The trail still hugged the waters, surrounded by verdant greenery, freshly washed from the morning showers and smelling of perfumes no Frenchman could ever invent!!!! And after the sight of a real Hare that darted across, it’s orange ears merging with the setting sun’s glory, returning to the home base was an effort, with tired feet, aching bodies, but refreshed hearts. Every one had a DOWN-DOWN , the Hares for getting lost on the trail, Koki ‘WETHOLE’ for being in a slumpy mood for craving a Pizza, and others for just not having sinned!!!!
An excellent run and a total bunch of fun!!!!!