MFH3 Run112 on 5th September 2009
Hares: Darine & Abang Hin at Kg. Inobong Off Tambunan Road, Sabah
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Arriving at the run-site with “The Wanderers”, our car was the 2nd one to park in a dark & dung-infested lot. The Hares Darine & Abang Hin were just readying the place from lightings to table setting. Soon Oscar ‘Osakai” Chai came in loaded with all sort of paraphernalia in his ever-ready 4WD and later enliven the whole Community Centre with his modified lightings. More and more ‘Moonies’ arrived all equipped with torchlight/headlight just to make sure safe rampage into the night safari.
By 7.30pm, GM Uncle Lee flagged-off the run and made our way to the left of kampong road crossing a long hanging bridge. When we reached the other side of the river, a lone dog welcomed us with his excited howling adding to the quaintness of Full Moon run. It was hot & humid despite jungle surroundings and the moon was still blocked by evening clouds, so all torch lights were flickering like fireflies fluttering from tree to tree.
Leading the pack was Lo Bak, CiA Joe & Mr. Wanderer while most of us were patiently trailing from behind waiting for occasional song of “On-On!” or whatever moaning sound they could come up. The first part of the trail was just a slow walk along the side of the hill passing a private orchard. Then we continued to go up further under the canopy of rubber trees. On top of the ridge, the trail was combination of steep ledges and open fields but well-marked with Abang Hin’s signature shredded papers.
Still going up, the paper brought to a recently cleared trail as if a virgin trail was been, had it not for the rubber trees that showed a recent cut for milking the sap. Definitely it wasn’t our hare Abang Hin who had cleared the vegetation along the trail. The trail was still going up and later Uncle Lee caught up with us then led us to a steeper track. Thinking it was still on a vertical trail, GM Uncle Lee led the pack up some more together with Ho Bak & CIA Joe only to find out there was no paper and everyone came to a standstill while some went to different directions to search for the papers. It was at that junction when CIA accidentally tripped one of the rocks and slammed onto Ho Bak’s legs, which later turned purplish-blue. Of course that earned CIA Joe a boo plus a Down-Down at least he could have just shoiut on top of his lungs “Rock!”.
Since I was behind together with Wanderer & Margaret, I back tract a few steps and found the trail verging towards the left but still on a vertical slope. However I could hear, GM singing “On-On!” somewhere up the trees, or up the hill. Finally when I cleared the last hurdle, I can see a cleared path up the trail.
Onto a recently bulldozed off-track road on top of the hill, GM Uncle Lee, “Mr. Wanderer & I waited for most of the “Moonies” to emerge from the jungle with few of them still letting out those moaning, whining sound of fatigue, exhilaration or relief. Though we were out in the open, we still left our torchlight on as the moon seemed to be blurred this time due to the recent forest fire in the Kalimantan region of South-Eastern Borneo.
It seemed that junction grouped us again then I continued to run up hill following the dirt road that led down to the foot of the hill. After a few ups and down the papers led us to the left up to highest point of the hill, where a lone Sabah flag was left flying.
From there it was another 15mins running down the side of the hill with wide terrain as if designed for running especially when you have the track on your own. Stopping once in a while on wooden bars which was meant to keep straying buffaloes at bay, the run was just another minutes away from the base.
For FRB’s it was only 45mins run and the last person to come out made it in just under an hour. On-On
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NEXT RUN113 ON 3RD October 09 – MEET AT TANJONG ARU BEACH FOR M.I.A. DOUGLAS SQUARE & GERMAN SAUSAGE.
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