#317 : May Day May Day Run Mad Derro’s Beyond Thunderdome Run

Well, when you totally disregard the Trail Master’s well-timed and aptly named run, all partakers would need to be convinced with a cold beverage on arrival to simmer tensions. And that’s exactly how Derrolicked My Balls managed this farce.
Needless to say, the forest was a treat, with some carefully selected trails having their virginity intact, and fruits ripe for the picking – even if those fruits turned out to be sour lemons – touché Derro.
It certainly was the ‘thinking man’s run’ as the hare had hoped, all runners thinking ‘how the fuck does all this shit get here?’ and ‘who would set a run in a fly tipper’s paradise?’
A quick transfer from carpark to bbq facilities, some strangely cooked sausages, chips, drinks,circle, vindictive charges and that run was a wrap.
Next week’s run : Eno’s profusely apologetic Run. Details to come.