Date: 1st Sept 2010 Venue: Puncak Alam (Bukit Altantuya)
Hare: KONEK assisted by Messy, Smokey, Handyman, Ice Breaker & Phang Phooi.
Scribed by Musang King
As usual on Wednesday I rushed to the run site to avoid the heavy traffic, the gloomy sky did not discourage our faithful wankers to participate in this auspicious run. Earlier we had pooled in our resources to make this event successful. Any way I loved lantern runs which reminisced my early days of Moon Cakes (midnight) festive, Equinox and Halloween runs. All members are encouraged to bring their miner’s head lamps and torches. We usually have two prong sweeps. Stronger runners netting the strayed and marking of attendance is compulsory.
Met Konek who told me that he had outsource the hare’s job to a few cock hares. He had to oversee the setup of the ceremony, grub, booze and the prayers. Some were doubtful due to the notorious reputation of this site. This was the place where the Mongolian model Altantunya was murdered and blown into bits. When people died, they usually in script the abbreviation R.I.P. on their tombstones which stood for “rest in peace”. But for this poor soul, it represents “rest in pieces”. It is our intension to make offerings for all the poor hungry souls and to end their unsolved mysteries.
Due to the prayers and chanting, we started later than usual. We burnt our candles, joss-sticks incense, hell bank notes, folded monies, paper gold bullions and other offerings. The pains and tortures experienced by the ghosts here were the consequences of habitually and wilfully choosing to indulge greed, anger and delusion. One of our members argued that these spirits or ghosts may follow us home to get more or will habitually wait for us to deliver them additional offerings next year. In whatever way, superstitious or not I speak in favour of performing this rite as long as it does not burden our members pocket excessively. Appeased the god, ghosts and King of hade will only bring blessing and boosting up our luck.
Our grand master hailed at 7 pm and the band marched into the jungle in an orderly manner. It became a tightly knitted chain of hashers. This is to prevent any members from falling far behind.This run was accompanied with fun and thrills. Nevertheless our trail was running through difficult routes. The path dimmed due to failing light as the twilight turns into night. Still there were many who refuse to bring any torches. There were a lot of leg tripping twines. After a short uphill we encountered our first check. I was quite surprised by the lack of hash papers and the front runners pulled away. Luckily the second check consolidated the pack again. Along the way I saw many poles with oil lamps pierced into the ground to offer guidance like signal beacon. The other hashers lend their lights to assist the blinded members. High and long beams of light scorched through the rough terrain though a bit soggy couldn’t dampen their spirits. Oops ! sorry for the wrong choice of words. Half way through that Vulva (Hei Pey ) and Char Siew led the pack into a wrong direction. Luckily the others called out and the cries of “On! On!”banded them together again. As if the scary atmosphere were not enough, the panicking runners were griping and moan for assistance . Minor problems like slower runners unable to keep up, others refusing to let others to pass and running out of batteries started to crop up. There was one slower runner (Vulva) who pretended to tie a shoelace and blocked the entire route. He was so afraid that other Samaritan would left him behind stone cold. Some members claimed they saw a rainbow coloured anaconda near a small creek.
Some jokers started howling like some wolves on heat to frighten the weak hearted. The beams of bright lights shone through the tropical path and the cries of “ON! ON! ” echoed throughout the pitch black jungle. One big complain about the track was the choice of running into an unkempt undergrowth which often tripped our participants. Either they scythed away the grasping twines or move to less hazardous routes. Several hashers including myself suffered cuts. That no good Son of a Bitch (Kum Lan) after kicking a few hashers, whined that others should not move too close to him. Fuck the bastard, this is not his personal property or private run.
Our people loved the torchlight run, screaming and releasing tension accumulated over time. Those slower ones waved on others to pass ‘em. We have given due respects to the dead and ghosts. The noise will most probably drive the most terrifying demons and vanquished them into the nether world.
The route was not too long as we managed to return to base after about one and a quarter hour though I was sweating profusely. It one hell of a run and I really enjoyed every moment of the run.
After quenching my thirst with a couple of stouts and beer, went for my usual shower and proceed to the circle. Those who choose to backtrack and were already home. Everyone were feasting even before the circle, we had barbeque seafood and meat.A big group surrounded the grill –stove like a campfire, to BBQ their food. Additional fried beehoon and tom yam for those who preferred other varieties.
The eerie atmosphere didn’t douse our joy and the circle proceed as usual. Pepper took to the box and invited the hare. In turn he introduced the other five cock hares. Those who forgot to mark attendance and spoke of unmentionables were punished. Handyman and Vulva tried to agitate the box, were iced. The Batu Api was Sawasdee and he iced some offenders. Yeoman made several announcements and the organising chairman of celebration run announced that their plans was running smoothly. After the circle, the crowd diminished when the beers run out of ice.
After this run we will face our big event, hoped to make it into a big success even though I overheard some negative remarks from other chapters. It will be the moment of truth where we will be trialled and tested. We must prove that we are good enough to be standing tall among our peers. I called upon our distinguished members to come early on our celebration day to help our club and carry out various duties. We will be ambassadors of our chapter and any mishaps will send the wrong signals to our invited guests. Wishing our club success in our celebration run No : 111, On ! On !
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