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| Hash Number: | 1298 |
| What: | Hockessin Hash #1298 |
| When: | June 5, 2019 |
| Where: | Paper Mill Park, Newark, DE |
| Hares: | Circle Jerk Do Me On the Beach | Message |
| What: Hockessin Hash #1298, Just Another Wednesday Hash When: Wednesday, June 5, 2019 at 6:30pm HST, sharp Where: Papermill Park - corner of Papermill Rd and Polly Drummond Hill Rd, Pike Creek/Newark-ish, DE Who Hare: Do Me on the Beach and Circle Jerk What Else: Park people aren’t wild about consumption of adult beverages in the park ... be discrete. Possible stuff that may be encountered on trail … poison ivy, water, ticks, stinging nettles ... that about covers it. Friendlies: Dog friendly trail - dogs are welcome to stay in fenced back yard at apres (as opposed to inside the house). Leave puny kids at home, or for more entertainment, lock them in your vehicle. Hash Cash: $7 D'erections: From I-95 intersection with Rt 273 (I think it’s exit #3), take Rt 273 towards Newark. Continue on Rt 273 about 1.8 miles. Turn Right for Red Mill Rd. Make immediate left onto Red Mill Rd. Cross over Kirkwood Highway (Rt 2). Drive about 3.0 miles on what is now called Polly Drummond Hill Rd. Papermill Park is on the left. Find wankers milling about near pavilion, park and hash. | Hashers |
| Asshopper Baby Dewey Bumpy Beaver Bunion Butt Butt Lite Circle Jerk Dead End Digital Dick Dirty Wet Pussy Do Me On the Beach F6 Hare Today Cum Tomorrow Lost Penis Magic Carpet Ride Mary Fucking Poppins NecroPheelMeUp Port-a-Ho PubeHeAteHer Shuttlecock Skidmarks Slutmaster Spit Bucket The Wetter the Better Up the Rear Weird Al Spanks the Bitch Wet Lay Wishboneher | Hash Trash |
| Trash for Hockessin Hash #1298 So the slobbering pack gathered up on the backside of Paper Mill Park outside Newark, DE on the expected to be stormy early evening of Wednesday June the 5th, 2019 AD.. Hashers I remember being present at some point: PubeHeAteHer, NecroFeelMeUp, Lost Penis, Skidmarks, Dead End, Wetter the Better, Asshopper, Up the Rear, Shuttlecock, Mary Fucking Poppins, Dirty Wet Pussy, ButtLite, Digital Dick, Hare Today Cum Tomorrow, Wishboneher, Magic Carpet Ride, Wet Lay, Bunion Butt, Spitbucket, Slutmaster, Weird Al, Bumpy Beaver, F-6, Porta’ Ho, Baby Dewey and many, many others. Our hares of the day were the team of Circle Jerk and Do Me on the Beach who gave warning a head of time that this was to be a typical summer trail full of the usual hazards such as P.I., ticks and the always impending thunder storm. But so, we hung out in the parking lot with out a care in the world sipping on the brews and giving a little extra time for those running late coming by way of Wilmington or farther. Our fare weather summer RA, Wishboneher arrived in time to open circle for the chalk talk. Circle Jerk explained to us that he did a good bit of marking on trees, so at least half of the marks shouldn’t wash away. We were also told of a Turkey/ Eagle split a few miles into trail and to look out for a beer stop. Soon enough, we followed the chalk and flour arrows to our first mark. On! On! We followed marks out near the road but found nothing on the road after the check. Some FRB found marks going down the walking path the other way, past the pond and the goose poop. On! On! We ran for a little while in the woods then found marks going out to the road and into a hood. On asphalt we went for a little while, encountering a check and a false here and there. On! On! Across a major road we went and back into another hood. This took us to a short water crossing and up a hill and back into the woods for a while. We found marks going into a back road. A road we followed for a while unit we were passed by Dead End driving CJ’s truck in the direction of a beer near mark. Dead End managed to successfully back that large vehicle into a nice spot with the help of a great deal of unsolicited advise from a few FRB’s. And so the FRB’s enjoyed some brews and enjoyed the sport of trying to guess the time it would take for the DFL’s to get there while some nearby folks went on a horse ride. Anyway, sometime about 15 minutes later everybody made it there for a beer or a few minutes of conversation. The impending storm was still a bit impending and so off we went again. On! On! Our hare gave us directions to go back the way we came, then look up the trail going up the hill to find marks. There we found a bench and the Turkey/ Eagle split. The turkeys got a nice little short walk in the woods towards the main road whilst the eagles ..... On! On! The eagles followed much of the Middle Run bike path ... loosing trail here and there for a little while, or a little while longer. At least for Woody, Skidmarks, Shuttlecock and F6. Trail took us up and down a few hills until we found an arrow which pointed us across a field, the other side of which was Paper Mill Road. On! On! We saw no marks on the road, but we saw the walkers, close enough, which took us in the right direction. One by one by two by three the hashers straggled in, with Lost Penis, who took the Turkey trail, or at least part of it finishing first. In the parking lot we were joined by the auto hashing Bumpy Beaver and Weird Al, and quite a few minutes passed by between most of us getting to the end and those 4 saps who got lost on the eagle trail finally getting back, with Woody and Skidmarks, arm and arm finishing last. But finishing dead last was the impending storm which didn’t show up until after all the food disappeared at the Apres later. A few beers were cracked open back in the parking lot.. But the hares instructed us to adjourn to their place on Kelly drive for the circle and the apres, so back on the road we went. After the down downs were poured and a few folks changed and a few folks didn’t, and after we were joined by the auto-hashing Porta’ Ho, our RA for the day, Wishboneher opened circle. Penalties and Awards were dished out. Songs were sung. Down-downs were done. Since Do Me on the Beach was out doing something, Circle Jerk had to take all the hits for being a hare alone for a while anyway. Our auto-hashers drank, our interruptus drank, your one hash crash for the day drank. Then suddenly Do Me on the Beach appeared in the driveway with Baby Dewey who she had picked up from playing a baseball game earlier and so they drank. Wishboneher made sure to come up with the foulest song she could think of in honor of the one hasher who was under 21. Then it was time for birthday’s, with yours truly having the only one recently. However, there was a failed attempt at giving me a side-side by my highly intoxicated, flimsy armed fellow hashers, so I had to drink that on the ground. After accusations were finished, and announcements were made, we adjourned inside. We we enjoyed some grub provided by Wet Lay including hot roast beef sandwiches and 3 bean salad. This to go along with our beer. And a few minutes later Wetter the Better broke out a fine, fine, very tasty carrot cake she baked in honor of Yours Truly, MFP getting older, just to remind you all why you never want to miss my birthdays. Stay tuned for Hockessin Hash #1299 this cumming Saturday. On! On! MFP | |