The Hash this Sunday took us just across the border into Long An Province.
The runners far outnumbered the walkers this week, and we were very ably led out by
Forgettable Fuck and One At A Time.
The route started next to where the new roads are being built. Flour and crayon marked the
trail, with the former not lasting too well overnight in places. The repeated questions of “are
you sure you’re on?” from Forgettable Fuck soon became understood to be code for “you’re
going the wrong way”!
Things became a bit funky when we had to walk the plank to cross a water section – One At
A Time, obviously! The thick, deep mud on the far bank briefly relieved Precision Tool of one
shoe but it was rescued, and we all made it across safely.
The next section took us through some rice fields and past traditional Vietnamese houses
with fishing ponds. The weather was favourable this week, with some cloud cover and a nice
breeze.
While the walkers apparently did little else than drink beer, there was nearly a beer stop
failure on the run. After a mercifully short roadside wait – we all know how patient Hashers
without beer are! – a man on a scooter appeared, to save the day. An overestimation in the
amount of beer ordered was dealt with by the runners.
Beer sloshing in our systems, the remaining run back to the bus was thankfully pretty short.
The circle was a brief one, mainly due to the fact that the runners had to wait so long for the
trio of walkers, aka Three Shitty Walkers, to return from their fifth beer stop.
On, On
Just Russ