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| Hash Number: | 1321 |
| What: | Hockessin Hash #1321 |
| When: | Nov. 2, 2019 |
| Where: | 900 East King Street, Lancaster, PA |
| Hares: | Bang For Your Buck Lost Penis She Came Skidmarks | Message |
| What: Hockessin Hash #1321 When: Saturday, November 2, 2019 at 3:00pm HST Where: 900 East King Street, Lancaster, PA (SEE NOTE BELOW!!!) Who Hare: Lost Penis, Skidmarks, and MYSTERY Hares from a far away kennel What Else: A joint hash set deep in a virgin territory of Lancaster, PA. Come out and meet some other hashers. Friendlys: Not dog or child friendly. Hash Cash: $7 D'erections: READ THIS--> The actual coordinates for the start are (40.038154,-76.286205) it is one of the many parking lots of 900 East King Street. Please park near there not one of the other lots. https://goo.gl/maps/2nKLH9BE7yDeNZnj8 There's many ways to get here but I suggest following your GPS to avoid buggies, trains and outlet shoppers through Intercourse, Bird in Hand and Paradise. From Hockessin, home of the Hockessin Hash House Harriers: Take PA 41 North to Route 1 South. Exit Route 1 at PA 472 for Quarryville/Oxford. Head North on 472 for about 12 miles into Quarryville, turn left on to E. State Street (Reynolds Funeral Home will be in front of you) then Right onto US 222 North. Follow on 222 North for maybe 10 miles or so then turn Left onto Gypsy Hill Road, about a mile in Gypsy Hill Road makes a hard left. Stay on Gypsy Hill Road. Making a slight right Gypsy Hill Road will turn into Eshelman Mill Road. Follow Eshelman Mill for 3/4th a mile and turn Left on S. Duke Street. After a little less than a mile turn right onto S. Marshall Street then turn Right on to Chesapeake Street (George Washington Elementary School will be in front of you) Chesapeake turns into S. Broad Street after a 1/2 mile the entrance to 900 East King will be on your right across from Thaddeus Stevens College. After turning Right off of Broad turn right again to head to the correct parking lot instead of the main building. Again you will probably want to use your GPS for the best route. Need more help? Use that phone you would use to call a hare to google the address above | Hashers |
| Asshopper Bang For Your Buck Bunion Butt Chasez Boyz Do Me On the Beach Flaming Earl Gay Hare Today Cum Tomorrow I'm Not the Whore Your Looking For Lick Stick Lock Jaw Lost Penis Luna Chick Magic Carpet Ride Mary Fucking Poppins Nasty Panties She Came Sister Maria Skidmarks Tour DePuke Wet Lay | Hash Trash |
| Hash Trash for Hockessin Hash #1321 So the slobbering pack gathered up at on of the back parking lots of some retirement home something or other on East King street in Lancaster, Pa for the inaugural H9 hash as later in the day it came to be called on the fine Saturday Afternoon of November the 2nd, 2019 AD. Hashers present at some point Included: Bunion Butt, Wet Lay, Tour De’ Puke, I’m Not the Whore Your Looking For, Just Tim, Nasty Panties, Hare Today Cum Tomorrow, Do Me On the Beach, Asshopper, Magic Carpet Ride, Mary Fucking Poppins, Lick Stick, Sister Maria, Flaming Earl Gay, Just Steve, Lock Jaw, Chasez Boyz, Just Lee, Luna Chick, and many, many others. Our many hares of the day included She Came and Bang for Your Buck representing Harrisburg Hersey H3, or H5 and Lost Penis with Skidmarks representing Hockessin H3 or H4. With 4 plus 5 equaling 9,.....usually though 4 beers plus 5 more doesn’t always. And so we hung out in the parking lot sipping some brews with our choices being good old Yuengling and Yuengling. The beer snobs no doubt would have been horribly offended, though yours truly did not over hear any grumbling about that, nor that the hash cash being collected this week was one dollar less per person than it usually is for H4 that day. So after a while of Skidmarks attempting to mark directions to the appropriate parking lot, our RA for the day, Tour De’ Puke who has visited us many times opened up circle for the chalk talk. Our hares informed us they would reinstitute the ancient, barbaric tradition of laying trail live, with no sweepers, forcing said hashers following trail to follow marks in order to find out where to go. We were told to look out for white flour marks and toilet paper, though I don’t recall seeing the latter at any point. We were also informed that there was to be a witchy way, which ended up confusing the shit out of us later, and to expect at least several beer nears as is tradition with the H5 kennel we were doing a joint hash with. As our hares went off to lay marks they also requested a 12 minute head start. Sister Maria kept the time as beers were finished and nasty hash shoes were changed into. Soon enough we were off. On! On! We followed trail down a steep, steep hill, gravity being not the safest friend to have at that point, as hashers desperately reached out to grasp a tree branch a root or a rock to hold onto whilst sliding down at an accelerated rate. At the bottom of the hill the FRB’s detected marks on the road going left, however this ended up being a big long false, so right we went. On! On! We followed trail into a park and onto an asphalt walking path. We came across a civilian walking with his bitch and rugrat who noticed we were following the flour marks and thought it would be funny to bend over and snort it up his nose as if it was a different kind of powder. Shortly after we came to a boob stop, though I don’t think anybody bared there chest, this being a very public area, however the beer near mark was about 5 feet away from that.. And so we looked around for a garbage bag full of brews as we were instructed to do and after a few minutes -- The Whore I wasn’t Looking for found it hidden under some brambles. And so we enjoyed some brews and some waters and for a few folks some herb. Soon enough we were off again. On! On! We followed the path for a while then came across a check back 5. True Trail was eventually found going over the bridge going over the Conestoga River. A check was found in front of a school or some other closed facility. Tour De’ Puke along with yours truly, MFP ended up doing an eagle trail after finding marks going around the building and back to the same check while the rest of the pack found true trail going to the right into a field. On! On! We went through the field and came out onto a road looking over the river again and got harassed by some dog and passed by some folks out scavenging for fire wood. We came to another check, where Do Me on Beach actually ended up running out a few falses for us. True Trail took us out to a most dangerous 8 way intersection, and the Witchy Way was found at the entrance of Lancaster County Park. A big, big park I was told. And here we got stumped for a while. We decided first to choose the way down hill as opposed to up-hill where we went past an ancient spring that had a sign warning us in 4 different languages not to drink the water. Then Sister Maria found a false mark. Then we back tracked and went the other way up hill and found only a mark or two. So for about a half hour the pack broke up looking all over the place for about a half hour, this is where Hare Today disappeared, and so almost also did Asshopper. Eventually it dawned on us that maybe we should try another direction from the previous check and ... On! On! We found marks going across a bridge, then down under the bridge where we found the next beer near. Being that it was starting to get late, those who wanted a brew grabbed one and kept moving. And being that it was getting close to their bedtime, Wet Lay and Bunion Butt went off searching for their car. On! On! Trail took us under the bridge and through some woods and some shiggy for a while. We ran through a graveyard or two and danced on a few peoples graves.. We went up and down a few more steep hills that we are not accustomed to in Delaware, then around a drainage pond. Trail took us back into town where we had to solve another check or two. Then we came to a beer near mark in front of a strip mall where we found the hares waiting for us inside the fine, fine Joe Caps Saloon, a place with a lot of soul and a lot of smoke. And so we enjoyed our choice of bottled beer for a while, and the use of more or less clean rest rooms, while one of the patrons asked a few of us to dance. After a while the hares took off again, and this time Sister Maria decided a 6 minute head start was enough. On! On! We followed marks on the road for a little while, before we went back into the woods and past an enormous bee hive. Eventually we came back out onto the road and into the building complex we started out on. Though pretty much everybody ended veering off true trail for the last 50 yards as we were easily able to see the arrows Skids laid for directing people where to park earlier. Back to point A we arrived where we found the hares waiting for us with a few nice big bags of Generic Brand chips and cheese poofs, along with more of that good old Yuengling. The beer snobs would have been tortured indeed. Having no cups, there were no down down beers poured. So guild lines of the day were offenders were to use the honor system and do a down-down of what they felt was one turd of a can of Yuengling. Our RA for the day Tour De’ Puke opened up circle. The hares drank. The first in Nasty Panties and the last in Flaming Earl Gay drank. The virgin, Just Tim, drank ... and then the circle had to be abruptly closed as a concerned security guard informed us the party had to end soon. And so after a brief discussion, we decided to On After at the Mad Chef brewery about 7 miles across town. Here we enjoyed some grub and some brews that the beer snobs would be able to tolerate. And on the way Lick Stick picked up a hasher on the side of the road named Lock Jaw who broke down on the way to the hash. And a fine time and many laughs were had. Stay tuned for Hockessin Hash #1322 this cumming Saturday. On! On! MFP | |