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#260: Anzac Day Run
April 22 @ 6:30 pm
$10
What better way to honour the spirit of the ANZACs than with a splash of rum & milk pre-run, Last Post on the speaker, and a ragtag bunch of blokes trotting around Nerang forest in the dark? That’s exactly what went down this week, kicking off from Brookfield Court.
Baaah Sinister was our hare for the night—though judging by the number of times he hit the deck, you’d think he was auditioning for Swan Lake.
The trail? Seven scenic k’s of winding bushland, punctuated by a few close calls. Derrolicked almost cuddled up with a snake (luckily the snake had better places to be), and Fresh Meat put on a show, slipping and squealing like his dignity was on the line—which, frankly, it was. Pepe Le Spew was out the front as the FRB (Front Running Bastard), though I swear he’d sold his soul for that sort of pace.
Time on trail? A respectable 1 hour and 23 minutes, though it felt longer if you had Baaah Sinister falling over in front of you every 200 metres.
Scores on the doors:
Run: 6.969 (rounding not allowed here)
Walk: 9.69 (because the walkers always reckon they’ve done it tougher)
Back at the circle, the Down Downs flowed thick and fast. Plenty of charges were dished out—some for genuine offences, most for just showing up. Special mention to Baaah Sinister for losing, and then finding, his long-lost drinking vessel—lost a year ago and planted by Fresh Meat, who sneakily engraved it and buried it like some sort of demented treasure hunt. Poetic stuff.
Nosh was top-notch: Turkish lamb kebabs with fresh salad and garlic yoghurt. Hats off to the hare for not poisoning us (this time).
In true Rehash spirit, the banter was rough, the circle rowdy, and the beers cold. Just how we like it.
On On!