It was a disgustingly wet afternoon with rain on and off and the
hashers trickled in very slowly giving the look that attendance
would be poor. A lot of hardcore hashers were absent because they
were bogged down somewhere in the Mara as a result of the Rhino
Charge. Trucker had set up an excellent fire which refused to be put
out by the rain and by the time 5.45 arrived there were enough
hashers to justify the food which had been labouriously prepared by
the Trucker family.

The Powers of R. A. were vested on Yours Truly and the start was
called to order after a song and the hares pointed the direction of
turning right after the gate and the runners turned right again and
landed in slippery terrain. A smart young lad calles Zak, alias
Trailer gave lots of helpful clues to set runners in the right
direction and we all sloshed on and went left and landed at that
line of trees. Actually the run had to be done arse about face
because the slope to the river was not so safe, the marks had been
washed away and the story goes that while Trucker was figuring out
her trail her dog nearly drowned. We landed back on the university
tarmac road and the lazy ones turned left and did a short cut home
while the harder core went to the university and did a loop and we
all met back at Trucker's Matatu like van where refreshments in the
form of beer, water and water melon were served, then Trucker took
us all home in the Matatu after we sang "Singing in the Rain" and we
had another song on the way.

We had a virgin named Duncan brought by Rebecca both of whom were
given down downs and Outrigger had a down down for failing to run,
Nuisance had one for being late, Queen had one for smoking his
famous smoking device while formalities were in progress. Trailer
was given one for being so smart and so was Claire, and last but not
least the Hares had theirs. Then a song and a joke and FOOD was
ready!

Trucker and Tim, THANK YOU VERY MUCH INDEED for such an excellent
hash.

SUE GLUG GLUG NORRIS