Hang Hau Village

Hares - Brother Anus, Lost in Translation and live hare guest appearance Hopless

Writeup – Jonathan

LIT FB photos here

In my first writeup a couple of weeks ago I used language too fruity for Google filters and most people didn’t seem to receive it. I’ll try to keep this week’s shorter and sweeter.

Racing to the MTR the sky transitioned from blue to grey in seconds. Suddenly over Hang Hau, a bolt of lightning so vertical it was as if God herself had reached down and picked someone out of the crowd she was displeased with.

Luckily, we were quickly underground. When we emerged, we saw Octopussy and Rami looking lost at exit A. There were puddles large and small, but no markings. Not a good sign. Not any sign.

We made it to the starting carpark with Google to find a grim bunch with an even grimmer LIT and BA huddled into a doorway next to a footpath too wet to drop your bags. “We got sunburned setting the trail all afternoon, but It was a river here for 20 minutes! There is no way there are any markings left.”

Without a word, Hopeless grabbed 2 bags of flour and started walking. “This is not a live hare event” he called back before disappearing like a ninja in an exploding cloud of flour.

“I’ve told Mark roughly where we planned to go so he’s going out to set it again.” shouted LIT in lieu of a briefing “So you’d better follow him.”

So we all charged out to the road and Hopeless was nowhere to be seen. With more than a small amount of grumbling we all spread out to search for trail. Nothing. Eventually someone went back to start and came charging past shouting “Through the housing estate.” That pace lasted for all of a minute until we emerged from the windowed canyons still with no trail.

The grumbles turned saltier as we spread out again. Eventually trail was called on the main road and we charged off transitioning from roads to villages to paths.

Clearly not wanting to be caught, the live hare set plenty of open checks, all marked with a ring of flour, and we fanned out each time. This pattern repeating as we kept close together on a dark and stormy night.

The steeper roads saw the pack spread out. Past the Fire Academy we waded through the one and only bit of unpathed trail and shiggy after the edge of the fresh water reservoir and over a water pipe. This was short lived as we emerged in Yu Uk village and O Mun village before turning into a fast downhill path. This is where the markings started getting smaller and thinning out. Clearly all the open checks to slow us down burned through Hopeless’ flour.

A well marked road crossing and a switch back that was almost missed and we had a straight run home with no more markings other than some sticks and banana leaves fashioned into arrows. The end of the flour came 800m too early, but Hopeless improvised and guided a few lucky runners back personally. Frank was not one of those lucky ones, running in circles in the carpark for 10 mins. He had the saltiest language of all.

Checking the GPS tracks after the event, Hopeless managed to set an almost exact replica of the intended Wimps run. Without prior information. Live. Amazing. Maybe LIT talks in her sleep. Maybe Hopeless is a savant and has memorized the HK trail version of The Knowledge. The latter seems more likely.

Down Downs by Indy

The Real Hares - Lost In Translation / Brother An*s...... torrential pishing down as heavens opened up at 6pm.....!!! And the trail was...... a wash out!!

LIT / BA - been out all afternoon in the glorious sunshine setting 'fab trail'!! Even had sunburn marks to prove it!!!

KISA - Knight in Shining Armour (as referred to by Park'N Shop).... to the rescue in the form of Hopeless!! Live Hare...ish!

Hopeless - grabbed... or was thrown??... 6 bags of flour and off he ran.... made it up as he went??... inside info??

Hopeless - always happy to get that 'hare count' increased!!.... How did he manage to get it to rain so heavily???

BA / LIT - both have jobs where they can 'work from home'? did a lot of work in run-setting 'from home!'

Oh Sh*t / Yours Truly Indy- did the 'shorter' version of the run... returning with the FRB's.....!! Ha ha!

LIT / BA - 'Always look at the bright side of life!!'.... get to set that 'washed out run' another time!!

Crackpot / O'Bollocks - all the way from Stanley despite still moving in to their new abode....

O'Bollocks / BA - It's who you know!! O'B's new job going great guns!!

Jonathon - first time run report write up the previous week was brill!!

Jonathon - so good that LIT persuaded him to write up the run report from this 'wash out!' What a challenge!

Virgin LSW - Anh... Jonathon's wife from Aussie / Wai Kheng.... Crackpot's mate from Malaysia..Welcome!!

Anh / Wai Kheng - Did you enjoy your first LSW run?? 'Great fun' was what I think I heard.......?

When one Aussie drinks!! - Jonathon / Anh / Octo / Indy

Oh Sh*t / Blow Off My Tits - moved to HK permanently!! Yeah!~!

Blow off My Tits - used to be known as 'Jill'....

Octo - taken on a new challenging sport... indoor bungee jumping!

Tight Lips - looked like she needed a DD....

Down Downs by Octo

Kheng- true virgin hare. So polite and warning us about every small obstacle

Hopeless - setting his own trail... who knows if it’s the same as the one intended by the hares

Brother Anus - setting the trail from MTR to A many times and hurting his leg over it but the hashers saw no trace of it..

Pole Dancer - for being scared to walk from the MTR covering because of the rain

Poon Thang - for stressing out over how to get to A and requesting the pin location

Poon Thang - for stressing out over lateness of GF counting down to the minute

Hopeless - for being so anal to set trail and provide pin for location A... but actually it was LIT who provided the pin as Hopeless had no idea what a pin is.

LIT / BA - excellent turnout despite the weather!!

Hash song sung by the hares..... Lost In Translation / Brother An*s / Hopeless

6.35km