Date 14th July 2010
Runsite : Taman Pelangi Indah.
Hare : Kapilan 019-7781019 & Hau Kafor 016-7460201.
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JBHHH RUN No. 2179 (14-07-2010)
RUN AT THE END OF THE SCENIC RAINBOW PARK
Yes, that’s what TAMAN PELANGI INDAH means. A sizable crowd thronged the cul-de-sac at the arse-end of this new housing estate to grace HAUKAFOR and KAPILAN’S run. With the World Cup fever having subsided, the fans (more like punters) are coming back! Like all Wednesdays, the pre-run chit-chat covers more topics than the Malaysian Parliament while the takraw-tribe was going about their boisterous ball-kicks, blaming one another for the foibles and fumbles!
The Hares somewhat started the run before 1800 hour and that led to some misplaced trepidation that it was going to be a longie! Initially the trail forked left after the silvery protruding pipe-joint. A group of geriatric strollers led by Botak Yeng and Ajinomoto chose a parallel path near the pipe and encroached into the revived housing-estate while the paper-followers went up the great undulations of the buried gas-pipe. This arduous ascent enervated the MROPs who were all totally exhausted upon reaching the First Check. Due to the energy-sapping climb the checkers were all too lethargic to fan out far and this resulted in the connection being found rather late. It was ASSASSIN HENG to the rescue and he sprinted off to maintain his kiasu lead! Paper roamed the deep interior of what seemed to be the Tiram Estate, but the two dog-eating Hares spared us any further tribulations and made a very premature turn eastwards towards the direction of Puteriwangsa. A superfluous Second Check midway was rather nondescript and one of the FROPs (I think it was IRONMAN) broke it even before Flintstone could pull up his dick for an elephantine pee! Paper led all the way on the gravel road until we came below the hill-top fane and soon the reds appeared. The home trail indeed came out behind Puteriwangsa, Puteri Park to be exact. The first runner home was Assassin in about I hour and the rest followed in quick succession.
Back at the WAGON, there were melons aplenty and two boxes of mee-siam and mee-goreng to quell the pangs of hunger and a big pot of bean soup to quench the thirst. After satiating the tummies and the cleansing our corporeal souls with ablutions the crowd congregated religiously for the rituals to begin. The sweet GM ordered the Quad participants to the fore for the SwIng Low and then penalised the boat-race team for losing the challenge trophy! The Whip this week was catching victims rather spontaneously, many a time influenced by the hecklings of the mob! Botak Yeng was the chief rabble-rouser! The long-windedness of the Whip was rather wearisome at times and by the time the floor opened it was nigh chow-time!
The On-On was at this wayside eatery down the road and the grub was well worth the 10 bucks per head. The generous Hares contributed three bottles per table and the crowd, especially Mongol’s dipsomaniac table drank as if there is no tomorrow! Thanks for the mediocre run and the lovely evening and the delectable On-On.
PAM BAHAN-API dan PEMBUNUH
