Swing into Spring

It might as well be spring. The signs are all visible, the trees start blossoming and Hashers start wearing shorts and shades again (Winston Leg-Thigh is still on the loose). Hare Kuty-Pi chose Wolkersdorf, a town northeast of Vindobona as location (not really unknown territory since a maker of fine wines has his business only a few more kilometres further on) and upon arrival the sheer size of the park and ride area next to the Trainstation struck me, easily five times as big as the one in Mödling.

A fine pack of more than 25 assembled, explanations were given and it was on off towards habitated area. Chocolate Wafers are a popular local dessert, and I learned after the start that they are produced in a factory not far from the trainstation. After the first kilometre or two the scenery changed, from houses first to running alongside the waterway and further on into the vineyards. Back in the 1970s and probably also in the 1980s the wine produced in this area was referred to as "Brünnerstraßler", meaning wine of inferior quality. (the Brünnerstrasse having being a main road connecting all these villages with Vienna, now there is a motorway for the faster ones). Now all this has changed for the much better and the views we got from running a bit further uphill and into the green were rewarding and scenic.

Cherry Alley 

In terms of participants, Gunner Cum, one third of the once infamous Sparerib brothers made a surprising return after many years of absence, accompanied by also former Harriette and (his) wife Pacemaker plus their two kids. Cherry Liker came back as well, accompanied by her High Speed Dog plus a few bottles of Freistädter Beer. A newbie from Down Under who cited Geneva as her Mother Hash started her running career with the Worlds Worst Hash (and I apologize for not remembering her Hash Name). Relatively Newbie Just Teresa (started with the World Worst in February) made her return, still running fast.

Running further on this neatly set trail, with fine distiniguish between walkers and runners (and even Hash Kids bikes) the highest point of the trail came up (and the locals even dared to write the "altitude" of 242 m on the "summit cross") and again it was phototime.

Holy Mother, can't keep from crying! 

Still further on through runner friendly terrain to a short songstop and the final three (?) k of a run of decent length again (10 k or more).  My compliments to the Hare for having us (or at least me) surprised with various panoramic views and the hidden beauty of an area that is relatively unknown to me. 5 star run rating from my side.

Sing Sing Sing