- Run 891 is by GM Woon and Jenny
- November 10, 2015 Tuesday 5pm
- Kampong Batu Tiga Puloh
(just before Hulu Yam Lama)
RLC Harriers Run #891 Tuesday 10 November 2015 Run Site : Somewhere in Selangor some 500m after 162 milestone to Ipoh Hares : Buta Buta GM Woon & Jenny Weather : Fine weather but always threatening to rain Deepavali dawned bright and clear and we all went to our open houses and then it was time to get to Buta Buta GM Woon's run-site. The directions were very very clear ... after the stone Ipoh 162, slow down and drive left to an empty lot, made very soggy by recent rain. Before we could even run off, the hares (hired or otherwise) were back, saying they laid a quiet and slow run shorter than 7 km. Like suckers, we all ran off into the abandoned rubber estate (must be small holdings) On and on we ran up a so-called hill which was smaller than the breast of one of the hares. After that, it was a long slog against miles and miles between abandoned rubber trees. (what a pity, Malaysians are now so well-positioned that they can afford to leave rubber trees in their prime untapped) ... ... and so we ran between the rubber trees and soon it was another check after the previous check and the flat landscape did not make for excitement except the will to continue running and finish the Deepavali trail. We all arrived back at Base Camp, well before dark, since it was a 5.00pm start. FROP was, as to be expected, Quiksilver Fox in the time of 68 minutes. We all partook of the numerous finger food including a duck, courtesy of our Wong Fook Loy aka Duck King .... ... and then the fun began. At the Circle, people were punished for helping other runners. People were also punished for NOT helping others. Some were rewarded for overtaking. Others were punished for urinating in the open. Our Bomoh celebrated his transient freedom and "talked big" in the absence of Boss who was away in Singapore visiting the grandchildren. Alka let the bastards swing and bemoaned the fact that she was wrenched away by Tarzan from her family Dwali dinner. In spite of the small number (about 30 hard-core hashers) we finished the barrel and in view of the auspicious occasion of Dwali, Aru, our beerman, was invited to join us at the restaurant and given a whip-round angpow for sacrificing his holiday to serve us beer. The hares have laid on a sumptuous 4-table spread accompanied by two bottles of GlenMorangie Lasanta and some bottles of red wine. Most generous and well appreciated ... and we drank and made merry well into the night ...