Run - 1843 - 19th February 2023

Run – 1843 – 19th February 2023

Hares: Just Say When, Queen of Trails and Kindergarten Cop

Run number: 1843

Location: Cártama

Virgin: Sarah

Anniversary: Bloody Pinocchio 90

Hashers: 26

Run score: 9 point something

Not having read any of the previous run reports (does anyone actually read them?) I

decided to read a few to see what kind of literary standard is required. As expected it's a

pretty low bar, and one that, no doubt, I will fail to reach.

A warm and sunny February afternoon saw 26 of us gathered to see what JSW would

throw at us this time. Kindergarten informed us that the macho trail was really very long

but the views were spectacular. The man did not lie. But more about that later. The trail

started easily enough with some decent terrain and a number of checks but then we got to

"that part". This is where a number of hashers, seeing a precipitous drop, decided to go

back. The rest of us somehow managed to get down the rock face and then up a similarly

challenging one. From then on for quite a long time it was up, and up, and up more rocks

until we eventually reached the summit.

Along the next stretch that took us to the drink check there were a few places where you

could even run, assuming your legs were up to it after the just completed bout of rock

climbing. We had been out for so long that we assumed we had inadvertently missed the

macho / wimp split and ended up on the macho trail. But no. We were informed that the

really long macho trail was still ahead of us. A few of us threw caution to the wind and

opted for the macho and it was a good choice. It was certainly long as we clocked in at

nearly the three-hour mark. And the scenery was spectacular although we didn't get much

chance to look at it, having to keep our eyes glued to the ground to make sure we didn't

break our ankles on the rough terrain.

A very well marked trail and full marks to the hares for the amount of effort they put into

it. No RAs in sight today so various people stood in and did an excellent job. The on on

was at Los Faroles, a very nice little restaurant in the town with the loudest speaking

waiter I've ever encountered. One item on the menu I had not seen before - lagarto, which

two online dictionaries translate as lizard. Google Masturbator (or whatever his name is),

thinking it was chicken or something, ordered it. It may have been a lizard but it tasted

remarkably similar to pork.

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