Run #64 – Look Out! Yet Another PhoneNymph Run Rehashed

Hares: Acronymph and Phone box

Two virgin hashers, one pair of new shoes and new venue was this Sunday’s run. Good thought, Phone box, who carried a Coke bottle packed with hash flour and came back with natural colour looking hands, and one thing has to be mentioned here is, the Coke bottle was packed with millet, which could be the substitution of flour in rainy or snowy days. Poor Shagger arrived with pain suffered from wisdom tooth extracted out this early morning. And after last week’s lovely Alice, Hentai brought one new handsome male hasher, whose name was Wang Zhennan. Others were Sevenup, Pushup, Slowsucker ( a visitor from Berkshire), Tao, Bestiality, David, and Creature Comfort. The trail set off along Hupao road, after passing the first check just on the other side of the road, and the very obvious second check at one road junction, the trail turned to Manjuelong road. When running between a mixture of buildings and shop houses, one illusion jumped into scribe’s mind, seems scribe’s virgin hare run started from here, but the disappeared shop which Pushup bought his lunch peanuts finally confirmed scribe’s poor navigation ability again. One left turning, and began the ascent of a tea field, which then followed by the wooded hill without any checks or CBs. An unofficial RG was called, two later runners, Bestiality caught up through a bush shortcut according to the voice direction, while Creature failed and came back along the proper trail. Then on on up, soon reaching a stone path, and then the  pack re-gathered at a pavilion on the top of the mountain. There, Alice couldn’t help herself to touch a poor hungry three-leg white cat, while Hentai surprised everyone by emptying the trash can trying to feed the poor thing. The trail down was uneventful, with one RG effectively re-gathering the whole pack. We descended through the Hupao spring, which become known as the best water for Longjin tea, and then came out at Hupao road. Unprecedented cold water quenched most of our thirst except those who grabbed frozen bottle, and Skidmarks joined us before the circle, cleverly avoiding mountain climbing again. Virgin Tao was given a down down, and followed it up with a new shoes violation. Shagger couldn’t make the run because of doctor’s orders, and no beer either. The reason we figured out later was all due to sheep chasing motivation. The most numerous offenders were always being those who called hashers other names. Luckily or maybe unluckily, we were the only guests at the restaurant we chose, though experienced Acro still organised enough food out of dish limited menu for all those hungry hashers. I simply do not believe any bars will exist inside this lonely dark mountain area, but the new 7bar do sit at the end of a long gloomy path near Nanyu Hotel, where the bar owner and two of his friends were the only customers before we arrived. It was a surprise to find a sexy city bar stuck here in the side of mountain. The pack generally agreed that the trail was well set, despite lack of checks in beautiful country with fantastic views.