KOTA KINABALU HASH HOUSE BUNNIES

Run2047 26 August 2009
Hare : Jane Bacon Co-Hare: S-TripP3R
Runsite/On-On: Gaya Seafood Restaurant Scribe: BuLLShiT 4 Emily
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Thought this run was just another mundane Wednesday evening--hashing in a boring runsite with almost every angle of the jungle had been ‘de-virginized’ by all know hash chapters in Kota Kinabalu. However the pouring rain took the run in disarray with so many trails having been re-laid. The advantage of setting the run is that you can assess the approximate distance even without having toys like Tracy or Mr. Wanderer is using, that in the event you have to go in to rescue some stranded or loss hashers, you know exactly where the divergent trail starts.

Just before “Orang Kuat” blew the horn, heavy downpour already caused massive flooding at the parking area as water from the main hi-way started to rush into the car park. Crossing to the opposite side under heavy downpour, we followed the kampong road which was already underwater caused by over-flowing canal that ran along its side. Then the trail diverted to an open field crossing a bamboo bridge towards the house on top the hillock with equally excited dogs barking at us.

Soon we were running along the barb-wired parameter fence of the workshop down the valley. Every step was a calculated move as the spiky wire might snitch our arms or legs, worst is if you fall onto the fence itself. In fact in one of the runs, Wanderer accidentally kicked the barb-wire which was used to anchor the fence and heavy rain also washed away the Bunnies holey papers that we decked along the perilous part of the fence.

I thought I could go back and take photos at the beautiful scenery along the flood canal but then it was impossible under heavy rain. Slippery and dangerous as it was with water starting to build up as it rushed down, one can only marvel how a once still creek could turn turbulent and alive in just few hours after the rain.

From there we started our assault up the hill and our ordinary kampong ‘Adidas’ shoes were really functional with its rubbery studs digging firmly into the soft earth, thus giving us good thrust up the hill. Following the skirt of the hill, we came down again into the ravine then continued up to a more challenging slopes. That was the junction where the mess took an ugly turn. Apparently the ESB’s who followed from behind the co-Hare earlier while setting the run, picked up the papers and re-laid their own run to follow the trail of K2H4 which would then led them farther up. Those irresponsible bastards didn’t even bother retraced their trail eventho’ they didn’t have any more paper to re-lay. They just continued to follow the K2H4 trail out. With this, S-TriPp3r made an official complaint to K2H2 Ex-Co that in the event of Bunnies getting loss in the jungle as the result of trail being messed up, he wouldn’t go into the jungle to rescue them if he were the co-Hare on that day, unless they the resolve this matter!

The actual trail was a straight forward track up the hill then out to the open field where the two-pronged trail could be used as exit to the base. Anyway following the papers to the open field it continued to bring us down the hill again amidst wayward sharp reeds and bushy ‘shiggies’. I waited for the bobtail ‘Julieh’ to pass that hill where the mess was, until I felt chilly cold waiting inside the jungle under heavy rain then decided to continue running down. By the time I passed the canal to the main road, it was already up to my waist. When I reached the based, our bobtail had already taken his shower while the others were happily seated for the On-On. ‘Julieh’ who also joined me earlier to set the run was himself lost along with bobtail ‘Botak Tay’ & datuk AhDuh.

Next Wednesday 02Sept09
RUN 2048 HARE: AH YEN CHIN CO-HARE: JULIEH
RUNSITE: ALONG KIONSOM ROAD, INANAM
ON-ON: GAYA SEAFOOD RESTAURANT

PTH2 RUN ON 23Aug09

On two occasions that I hashed with Penampang Tua Pa’au Hash House, the venue shifted from their usual territory in Penampang and intruded into Inanam vast hashing space. Humidity was quite dense as evidenced by our sweating bodies even before we could start the run. While still lingering around to wait for “Dirty Gerty” to arrive, somebody just yelled “On-On!”
The climb started just immediately across the registration kiosk with slope between 45 to 60 degrees. There were slower ones blocking us that caused heavy “traffic jam” but somehow those intrepid hashers just cleared a few trees, swung from left to right, grabbed protruding roots then hauled themselves up. For the slower ones it was long & arduous trek up the hill with barely enough twigs, trees, vines or roots to hold onto.
Cherry-Anne was behind me when we reached the first ridge then diverted to the right only to be taken up to the next part of the ridge. After negotiating a few rocky flood-path, we were already at the crossroad of short & long run. Cherry-Anne hesitated for a while, ‘coz she knew when we started, the hare wasn’t out yet for almost 4hrs inside the jungle. With proper prodding, she finally decided to join us and by that time Tracy was way ahead of us.
Surprisingly the next bend was a run down into streams that, feeds water into another tributaries of the main Kionsom River. Passing an isolated house down the valley, the paper continued to snake into another kampong houses with equally energetic children playing around. Soon we were at the start of another real climb which was becoming torturous even for season hashers like us. Decided to slow down to just keep Anne going at her own paces but somehow rather when we reached another farmer’s hut, we bumped into another ESB who was then resting by the tree.
The next climb was the killer one as we literally started from the bottom of the hill then scaled up to about 2km high. The first 100 yards was just an easy climb but as we gained heights, it got steeper and steeper that sometimes, Anne would just take advantage of few drooping tress to lean on and rest. The vegetation was not really dense as we were still inside the rubber trees plantation and the weather started to get cooler. From the distance, we could see Tracy now--inching her way up along cleared footpaths.
From that junction on, there were four of us struggling to reach the top along the seemingly unending steps to nowhere. Despite our pathetic condition, we could still sing “On-On” in between breath hoping we could hear someone in front of us or the bobtail behind us. Yet all we could hear were the heavy breathings which were most of the time muted by our heavily dragged footsteps. Then another energetic guy came along and overtook us and in few minutes he was gone. Finally Anne & that other guy also doubled their time and were gone.
With few more steps, Tracy finally reached the top of the ridge then it was a great relief when could finally run down the hill. There were no more souls in front of us so I decided to go faster which forced Tracy also to follow from behind, gabbing trees & hopping from steps to steps while simultaneously avoiding protruding roots and wayward thorny vines. As we went farther down, we could hear people murmuring or shouting ‘On-On’ at us then lose them again. I guess we’ve been running down the hill for the next 20mins when we bumped into Anne & her escort in the company of Oscar ‘Osakai’ Chai.
It seemed that the papers leading to exit point were all mixed up. Anyway with the presence of ‘Osakai’ I knew we were safe to get back to the base. We actually came out about 500mtrs down the road to the drink wagon, which according to Tracy was about 1.45mins running time. Well I could have clock better had I not opted to pace with Anne earlier. On-ON

K2H2 BUNNIES RUN2046

Run2046 19 August 2009
Hare : Emily Yapp Co-Hare: Teddy Bear
Runsite: Taman Golden Hill On-On: Vui Fook Restaurant
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This site becomes a familiar venue to set the run due to its proximity to the city proper, ample parking space & still a lot of virgin trails yet to be discovered. I joined "Teddy Bear" with Hare Emily Yapp to set the run earlier, so I didn’t really witness where they set the registration table for $Bunny to chase us for money. Anyway when we came out of the bushes (like hidden dragon & crouching tiger for more than half an hour), the ESB’s were already long gone.

I managed to catch up with "Julieh", who stand for me as bobtail since, I back-tracked to re-lay some more paper on the way down. While I was clearing some bushes to make sure the trail was neat along the canal, Tracy was already behind me.
The trail actually started from the open field with a recently bulldozed section of the hill on the right. Towards the far left, there was another open field as well which I presumed to be another housing estate in the making. I was told Ivy’s run was also set there hence the confidence in Teddy Bear’s grin when he walked in leisurely at 3.35pm.
Passing the shitty trail (literally full of shit, tho’ we couldn’t see any of it littering around, we could smell it even just before we started our assault on the hill), we passed an abandoned or torn-down shack on the edge of the hill. From there we followed a foot-trail up the hill along the parameter fence of the huge water tank. Familiar to all of us the trail could have stopped on the road leading to the housing estate, but then the hare took us some more into the jungle with more climbing both up & down.
Weather was on Emily’s side so the terrain was fairly good, alto’ a good grip to any protruding roots or broken branches was needed to lower ourselves down. We passed another abandoned bungalow with half of its foundation at the back eroded then went up another ledge only to climb another hillock. However once we cleared that last hurdle, it was an easy run up the hill towards the radar station.
Once again we were passing the parameter fence of the station with equally exited dog singing at us. One more hill to clear, the paper took us to the highest point of Kepayan Ridge overlooking the Penampang area on our right & the airport towards the horizon on the left. The rock face was quite slippery, but there were cracks & fissures here and there to break our steps, thus making it easier for us to run down.
To make sure that the track was safe to run, our hare made us follow a u-turn trail along the base of one of the canals that linked to the exit. Once inside the jungle, it was just a matter of minutes before we reached the open field again.
With that type terrain, Tracy could easily clock under 30mins, while the bobtail "Julieh" together with "AhDuh" & his guest Jimmy came out almost an hour later after Boss Bunny "Pretty Woman", $Bunny, Kartini & Nini reached the drink wagon.
ON-ON!!!

MFH3 RUN111 0606RUN

MFH3 Run111 on 8th August 2009

There was nothing extra-ordinary about the run except it was a run in the housing estate even our Minister of Hares Abang Hin was not around to perform his duty which was delegated to Calvin “Kaulin” Chin with the help of Ng Boon Heng “Sotong” & Alice.
“Tayar” Leong’s house had a vantage point of the Nasoob Jaya housing estate with half of the space reserved for playground was cemented & converted into a private parking lot. GM Uncle Lee was not around to flag the run so Lawrence “Lolin” took the initiative to show the excited runners the starting point. I was the sweeper that night with the sole duty to clean up the litters done by the Hares & their gang, but then “Kaulin” & Alice forbade me from picking up the litter saying, “the area was dirty anyway.” Having shoved my civic- mindedness in the closet of my house, I just followed what they suggested which later cost me a “Down-Down” for not following the instruction agreed during the meeting.
Following the shredded papers out to the main hi-way (another mistake that “Kaulin” did for not sticking to the agreed condition of the run which was to go on opposite direction of the traffic), there were two MFH3 signage with 1 carved from cardboard with non-descript scribbles on it. It was an easy run for those who like jogging since there was no hill to conquer nor streams & ravine to cross. We didn’t realize how hazardous it was to run on the same flow of the traffic until one car swerved beside Alice while she was walking leisurely towards the junction of Eden Heights. Immediately she jumped to the grassy shoulder of the hi-way which was also poorly lighted.
From there Lim Joo Seng “d’Lost1” together with “Lolin” caught up with us then slowed down as we turned in towards the street of Eden Heights. Joseph Sim likewise overtook us just before we turned towards the base. For the FRB’s it was just under 20mins, so Joseph went for a 2nd round. Uncle Lee came in not to run but to drink an array of beer.

On-On

Since the run coincided with Mrs. Leong’s birthday, “Tayar” Leong purposely catered the food ranging from sweet sour fish to fried chicken & curry chicken. Prawn in veggie salad complemented the spread that night with mixed veggie & fried ‘popiah’. However the most popular dish of all was the ‘Tongkat-Ali’ soup from Foo Ping known for awakening sleeping/slipping libido. There was also a platter-full of cut-fruits for dessert. Of course like any other run, there was a free-flow of beer—& was too inebriate to count the types of beer to down.
When it was time for the Hash-Circle, GM Uncle Lee had that devilish smile of coercing the Hares “Tayar” Leong & Paul Wong along with the co-hares like “Kaulin”, “Sotong” & Alice. The next in line were the guests like To Bak from Tawau Hash, Alice bf from Orang-Utan hash.
I’m still wondering until now why MIA Douglas Squareball was roped in to do the down-down. Anyway, GM Uncle Lee when he says you do the Down-Down, oyu do the Down-Down. The no-cow run group were the next one to be penalized with the same sinister smile from GM Uncle Lee as there were a big group of them. The hollering voice of Uncle Lee plus the drunken scream of To Bak attracted the passing police car and told us that the level of our noise had become nuisance to the neighbourhood. Iy was easy to appease the patrol car with few Isomax & packet drinks from “Lolin” not as a bribe but as token of “hormat”.
As the excitement subsided, we were ushered to the buffet table again to celebrate the birthday of Mrs. Leong who happened to be married only about six months ago.

K2H2 BUNNIES RUN2044

Run2044 05 August 2009
Hare : Ngaiti-Ngaiti Co-Hare: Julieh
Runsite/On-On: Gaya Seafood Restaurant Scribe: S-TripP3r 4 Tai Ngo
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We all agree that K2H2 Bunnies is the only hash chapter that would not get bored running in the same runsite again & again until the whole hill would crumble to the ground. After all the good runsite is quite far from the city & so the runsite revolves around Tanaki & Kionsom. A good turn up today with over 70 excited hashers congregating at the Gaya Seafood Restaurant where the venue for the this Wednesday run, but again how many only if these Bunnies would go inside the jungle? I saw that old (virgin???) bitch hovering at the table when she saw a spread of food that Ngaiti-Ngaiti put out & didn’t even bother to move away. That’s why I told Ngaiti-Ngaiti not to put the food out yet; I didn’t have a chance to eat her eggs boiled in herbal-tea.
Anyway when $Bunny blew the horn, the bloody ESB’s were already inching their way towards the kampong road across Gaya Seafood Restaurant & sooner they were gone. There were two guests, one virgin & the other one not-so-virgin from Johor Hash, who seemed to be enjoying the company of equally energetic Bunnies like, Jenny Ong.
For the next 10mins we were running on the road then the papers took us farther into the last boundary of the kampong where the actual climb to the hill began. We circum-navigated the skirt of the hill then immediately took us up to the bamboo groves. Some more climbing among sharp ‘lalangs’ & prickly ferns, but the slope was quite manageable. When we reached the ridge of the first hill, the paper took us down to an open field which then connected us to the bigger hill.
sT. Bernard was already moaning & panting for breath as she tried her best to finish the run in the company of Nini, Dreamy Eyes, Dorice, Juliet (not Julieh who was the co-hare & later acted as bobtail as well) & few other ladies.
Altho’ the 2nd part of the ridge was not really that high, nevertheless it took us a few minutes to scale it and what a relief it was for those Bunnies to see the usual trail down. After a short walk along the skirt of the hill, the papers took us down to the ravine. The trail was quite slippery eventho’ there was no rain earlier as it was littered with dried leaves and it almost resembled a hi-way. As the Bunnies gingerly went down, Traffic-Man Zaini, “d’Lost1” & Mr. Wanderer did the reverse hoping to meet Vic Vapourub along the way.
Traffic-Man however decided to go with the Bunnies down the trail again. Sooner later AhDuh who accompanied Julieh sweeping the way, was already behind us. Passing the barb-wired fence, we all came out just before nightfall. We still manage to catch up with Bridge-Breaker just before we cross the make-shift bridge down the valley. Good run Julieh, eventho there seemed to be no more virgin trail in that miserable hill.

ON-ON
While I was still having the last gulp of my Isomax drink, those pathetic Bunnies & theor co-horts were already seated at the table. No wonder nothing has been left for us—nothing left for those who finish the run. Three tables were set for the Bunnies but later an additional half table was opened for late comers. For appetizers, the Hare Liaw Kui Foong “Ngaiti-Ngaiti” served us picked radish & carrot, while Simple Simon dished out his famous appetizer, which is believed to be an aphrodisiac. After everybody settled down we were treated to a chicken feet (most Ang Moh would puke at that dish) then dishes of green veggie & tofu in-the-pot were served and immediately after that sweet & sour fish came in. After a long wait, the fried chicken was also served. To complete our meal we had jelly & cake for dessert. There was enough food and the damage was only RM10.00.
Christine ‘Bridge-Breaker’ Hardy would be leaving us for good—back to her place in New Zealand. As token of appreciation & good friendship, Boss Bunny Pretty Woman presented her a dirtily-signed T-shirt & a mug for achieving 170runs so far. So a down-down to the hare, the guests & Bridge-Breaker! A BIG THANK TO KUI FOONG FOR A NICE MEAL.

MFH3 RUN 110 4TH OF JULY RUN

It’s American Independence Day and what a novel way to celebrate it with the only American we know in our midst—Joseph “CIA Joe” Bianculli who hails from Chicago, USA. His pad was even decked with everything American from table cloth to trimmers on the doorway complete with Western music that reverberated thru’ the neighbourhood. The food was totally Western except for a surprise treat of ‘drunken chicken soup’ & omelette veggie brought by Alice.
We had a big turnout in terms of Hash attendance plus additional guests personally invited by our host CIA Joe to celebrate that auspicious day for him sans fireworks. With a big crowd like that, the car park spilled out to the shoulder of the hi-way parallel to his place.
By 7.00 pm GM Uncle Lee flag off the run which started from the entrance of the Golden Valley housing estate and snaked thru gated playground. Later we were out on the open field then took a sharp turn to the right toward the ridge of the hill. At that time the moon was not out yet only the eastern horizon seemed to be bright. In my experience during night time, even how fast you are, you tend to slow down to avoid spraining your ankles or get entwined in prickly vines let alone fall into deep hole, so everyone slowed down especially the part where we had to cross a few flood canals.
There were few FRB’s however, just overtook us and in seconds were gone into the thickets enveloped by the darkness. Later we emerged from the seemingly thick jungle out to an open field where the sky was already brightly hued. As we gained height, we couldn’t hear anymore the sound of passing cars from busy city hi-way, instead the cacophony of singing from chirping cicadas & mating crickets permeated thru’ the air.
Some of the Bunnies who joined us were Nini & Maria Lee, Lilian Chin & Chu Lee Nyet “Julieh” but Dolly “sT.BerNarD” Tsen decided to stay behind since she was in-charge of the music, while PTH2 GM Michael Chio & gf Cherry-Ann finished the run along with few guests from other hash chapters.
From the open field, it was another huff-puffing climb tho’ the slope was not at all very steep. Whether the ladies made a few stops to view at the scenery or were just trying to catch up their breath, either ways we were already half-way thru’. Passing by the parameter of the radar station, the paper took us some more to the highest point of the ridge then down to a flat open space. From there it was just an easy stroll back to the base.
For FRB’s the whole run was just be under 30mins and for Maria & Nini it took them just under an hour to complete the run. After all who wants to make the run tough, dirty & long when celebrating the 4th of July was even more important!


On-On

When we reached the base, Garth Brooks was already crooning from sT. BernarD’s stereo to the tune of Western Music while Oscar was readying the bar-b-q pit for some grilled chicken wings, fresh fish & squids. CIA Joe was busy smashing, kneading, squeezing the beef burger mixture to perfection & MIA Doug was flipping dexterously the roasted ‘thing’ with one hand while at the same time holding his beer with the other.
With case after case of beer lining on the right side of the car porch & the buffet table on the other, the atmosphere looked like a total bedlam from the outside. However once inside, you could feel the coziness of the place and with the oversized settee, which was big enough for two to crash on, one could just soak in the homey atmosphere of CIA Joe’s pad.
Later Alice served us red wine, beer & tidbits from Clint. Among the spread on the table were my spaghetti Alfredo, Alice veggie & drunken chicken and from time to time a refill of chicken bar-b-q. There were so many official testers that before Oscar could put down the platter of chicken bar-b-q it was already snapped.

What more when the buffet table was officially opened, all the hungry hashers went ballistic with their spoons in killing the food. In seconds as if an angel of death passed by and everyone seemed quiet as all mouths were busy munching their food. That’s what we call hash!

While waiting for MIA Doug to burn his meat, GM roped us in for the circle. The Hares S-TripP3r, Alice and CIA Joe our host were the first one to do the down-down for the ungrateful GM after feeding him with great food. Later MIA Doug was also forced to do the down-down and had to sing the Star-Sprangled Banner as a tribute to CIA Joe. More & more guests were also ‘appreciated’ with a down-down, until the last guests of CIA Joe did their stuff. Later we burned the floor with equally exhilarating cowboy dance with sT. BernarD & $Bunny Maria. We left Paul & friends downing more beer after beer at Joe’s place until the last tin of beer were gone. To make the record straight I hid almost a case of beer just to force them to go home.

From the feedbacks we received, it was a very successful party and everyone had a great time. On-On!!!