Run2026 – 01Apr09 Scribe: StriPp3R 4 Ivy Liew
Runsite & On-On: Gaya Seafood Restaurant, Inanam
Hare: Vivien Chen Co-Hare: William Pang ===========================
As for the scribe on Run2025, Wanderer had it published in PDF form so I couldn't upload it here.
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This week's run:-
I was told that William Pang laid the run on his own as he wasn’t able to rope in willing Bunnies to accompany him into the jungle. Had the co-Hare been Tai Kor Chee, a lot of the Bunnies would have been more than willing to go inside the jungle with him. Anyway, even the Hare was nowhere to be seen. I was just wondering why a lot of Bunnies still want to be members when they don’t even run regularly nor attend most of Bunnies activities to enjoy some of the privileges—like a chance to berate, castigate, rebuke & mock the Ex-Co during AGM for its efficiency & misappropriation of the club’s fund. Need I say more, Dreamy Eyes?
Back to the run, well it rained heavily in KK early in the afternoon and as predicted the run was set to suit the Bunnies dwindling interest in the run per se. Much of the trail covered was just a repetition of few runs set in that area early this year. As I’ve said in my previous write-ups, Gaya Sea Food Restaurant would become a permanent hashing address of the Bunnies and may even adopt a few tables for registration as well.
There were two lady-guests (Rina supply the detail) and Bill brought along (or forced?) CIA Jo & MIA Doug (regulars with MFH3 & TaiPaau) to run with us. CIA Jo had more pressing needs as he was intensifying his exercise in preparation for their long trek across Keningau jungle, hoping that with additional 20kg of soiled ‘undies’, condoms, unwashed trousers & short as well as a potpourri of gardening tools, he would gain more muscles for the trek. This time Mr. Wanderer didn’t carry anything apart from his toy (GPS), altho’ it was suggested to piggy-back Fei Poh or Orang Kuat. However Rina attempted to carry along something, just to get comfortable with a few kg. of weight, while Vic vapourub & German Sausage who were also joining the escapade preferred to run bare.
Crossing the main hi-way, we followed the usual trail passing the boisterous dogs, right deep into the kampong. Tip-toeing from side to side trying to avoid the puddle, we were then led to the end of the kampong road at the base of the hill. Altho’ the rain had stopped, the havoc caused by it made on the trail almost impassable.
Leading the pack was FanSoo as I was just few meters behind him, while German Sausage tried to pace with us all the way to foot of the hill. It was slippery & ‘crabby’ trail but nevertheless manageable even for our guests. Of course I could say that CIA Jo hauling an additional 20kg must have stopped a few times to regain his breath when he reached that junction. Soon we started our ascent among the ferns and bamboo shards and German Sausage was not in good shape too that by the time we hit the cross-point from another hill, he was nowhere to be seen.
Once again we were crossing few waterways and altho’ it wasn’t deep we still have to wade thru it amidst tall ‘lalang’ & shiggies’. We encountered more puddles along the trail even to the junction up another hill. If it were a breeze for CIA Jo climbing that hill, it should be easy for Kartini despite the slippery mud and thorny palm trees that blocked our way.
However, once we reached the ridge where the pipeline from the gravity water snaked thru’, it was a gentle stroll along the side of the hill. In fact because of that gentle terrain, Dreamy Eyes who was leading the guests and the entourage of Kartini, Sau Kan our bobtail missed the junction towards the exit. Not until William shouted “On-On” to them did they realize they were off the paper.
Slowly but surely our steps were meticulously calculated as we went down to the ravine amidst cascading water that on my 2nd round had swollen into a raging waterfall. As we cruised along the skirt of the hill down to the kampong again, the trail cut thru’ the kampong houses then to the rickety bridge (take note: the bridge had not been done properly since the last time the Bunnies broke it).
For FRB’s it was only less than 30mins with minor mishap inside the jungle but no serious casualty.
ON-ON
The hare wasn’t around and so co-Hare William Pang had the liberty of ordering very sumptuous food. I wonder who served us the beer (Doug?) ‘coz I didn’t see beer on the other two tables. The first dish to arrive was the tofu in thick chicken sauce, followed by slimy, fermented green veggie (which explain why most Bunnies complain of something). The fried chicken was tender & juicy and the fish was quite sour but crispy & fresh. Let me reiterate the remarks I made earlier, our Hare was not present even during the On-On nor is she regular running with the bunnies and yet very generous in giving us a birthday treat. We had free On-On that night, so thank Sau Kan on her behalf with a down-down song.
Runsite & On-On: Gaya Seafood Restaurant, Inanam
Hare: Vivien Chen Co-Hare: William Pang ===========================
As for the scribe on Run2025, Wanderer had it published in PDF form so I couldn't upload it here.
++++++++++++++
This week's run:-
I was told that William Pang laid the run on his own as he wasn’t able to rope in willing Bunnies to accompany him into the jungle. Had the co-Hare been Tai Kor Chee, a lot of the Bunnies would have been more than willing to go inside the jungle with him. Anyway, even the Hare was nowhere to be seen. I was just wondering why a lot of Bunnies still want to be members when they don’t even run regularly nor attend most of Bunnies activities to enjoy some of the privileges—like a chance to berate, castigate, rebuke & mock the Ex-Co during AGM for its efficiency & misappropriation of the club’s fund. Need I say more, Dreamy Eyes?
Back to the run, well it rained heavily in KK early in the afternoon and as predicted the run was set to suit the Bunnies dwindling interest in the run per se. Much of the trail covered was just a repetition of few runs set in that area early this year. As I’ve said in my previous write-ups, Gaya Sea Food Restaurant would become a permanent hashing address of the Bunnies and may even adopt a few tables for registration as well.
There were two lady-guests (Rina supply the detail) and Bill brought along (or forced?) CIA Jo & MIA Doug (regulars with MFH3 & TaiPaau) to run with us. CIA Jo had more pressing needs as he was intensifying his exercise in preparation for their long trek across Keningau jungle, hoping that with additional 20kg of soiled ‘undies’, condoms, unwashed trousers & short as well as a potpourri of gardening tools, he would gain more muscles for the trek. This time Mr. Wanderer didn’t carry anything apart from his toy (GPS), altho’ it was suggested to piggy-back Fei Poh or Orang Kuat. However Rina attempted to carry along something, just to get comfortable with a few kg. of weight, while Vic vapourub & German Sausage who were also joining the escapade preferred to run bare.
Crossing the main hi-way, we followed the usual trail passing the boisterous dogs, right deep into the kampong. Tip-toeing from side to side trying to avoid the puddle, we were then led to the end of the kampong road at the base of the hill. Altho’ the rain had stopped, the havoc caused by it made on the trail almost impassable.
Leading the pack was FanSoo as I was just few meters behind him, while German Sausage tried to pace with us all the way to foot of the hill. It was slippery & ‘crabby’ trail but nevertheless manageable even for our guests. Of course I could say that CIA Jo hauling an additional 20kg must have stopped a few times to regain his breath when he reached that junction. Soon we started our ascent among the ferns and bamboo shards and German Sausage was not in good shape too that by the time we hit the cross-point from another hill, he was nowhere to be seen.
Once again we were crossing few waterways and altho’ it wasn’t deep we still have to wade thru it amidst tall ‘lalang’ & shiggies’. We encountered more puddles along the trail even to the junction up another hill. If it were a breeze for CIA Jo climbing that hill, it should be easy for Kartini despite the slippery mud and thorny palm trees that blocked our way.
However, once we reached the ridge where the pipeline from the gravity water snaked thru’, it was a gentle stroll along the side of the hill. In fact because of that gentle terrain, Dreamy Eyes who was leading the guests and the entourage of Kartini, Sau Kan our bobtail missed the junction towards the exit. Not until William shouted “On-On” to them did they realize they were off the paper.
Slowly but surely our steps were meticulously calculated as we went down to the ravine amidst cascading water that on my 2nd round had swollen into a raging waterfall. As we cruised along the skirt of the hill down to the kampong again, the trail cut thru’ the kampong houses then to the rickety bridge (take note: the bridge had not been done properly since the last time the Bunnies broke it).
For FRB’s it was only less than 30mins with minor mishap inside the jungle but no serious casualty.
ON-ON
The hare wasn’t around and so co-Hare William Pang had the liberty of ordering very sumptuous food. I wonder who served us the beer (Doug?) ‘coz I didn’t see beer on the other two tables. The first dish to arrive was the tofu in thick chicken sauce, followed by slimy, fermented green veggie (which explain why most Bunnies complain of something). The fried chicken was tender & juicy and the fish was quite sour but crispy & fresh. Let me reiterate the remarks I made earlier, our Hare was not present even during the On-On nor is she regular running with the bunnies and yet very generous in giving us a birthday treat. We had free On-On that night, so thank Sau Kan on her behalf with a down-down song.
