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Hash Number:1135
What:Hockessin Hash #1135
When:May 11, 2016
Where:303 Rocky Run Parkway, Wilmington, DE
Hares:Woody Woodpecker
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What:  Hockessin Hash #1135 
When:  Wednesday, May 11, 2016 at 6:30 pm, HST
Where:   Between the backside of TGI Friday (TGI WEDSNESDAY),and HomeWOOD Suits by Hilton (Wilton?)  ... aka Rocky Run Pkwy off Concord Pike.Rt. 202.
Who Hare:  Woody
Friendlies:  Friendly to all, on after not for four legers, bring change for feet at least.
D'erections:  From the south, take I-95 north to,Concord Pike (Rt. 202 north), left onto Rocky Run Pkwy. From the north, take I-95 south to, Naamans Road (Rt. 92 west) for a few miles, then left onto Concord Pike (Rt. 202 south), then right onto Rocky Run Pkwy (opposite Concord Mall).
Hashers
Asshopper
Beastialidocious
Butt Lite
Cousin It
Dancing Fool
Devil Woman
Famous Jack
Hare Today Cum Tomorrow
Kum On Inn
Lost Boy
Lost Penis
Mary Fucking Poppins
NecroPheelMeUp
Perfect Woman
PubeHeAteHer
Rubber Ripper
Skidmarks
The Wetter the Better
Toxic Shock
Wet Lay
Wishboneher
Woody Woodpecker
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So the slobbering pack met up behind the TGI Fridays and the Hotel Homestead Suites of somebody off Rocky Run Rd of 202 on the luke cold early Wednesday evening of May the 11th, 2016 AD.
Hashers I remember being present at some point: Lost Boy, SkidMarks, Lost Penis, Cousin It w/ Famous Jack, Butt Lite, Perfect Woman, PubeHeAteHer, NecroFeelMeUp, Kum On Inn, Ass Hopper, Wetter The Better, WIshboneher, Hare Today Cum Tomorrow, Rubber Ripper, Wet Lay, BeastieAlladocious w/ Mighty Max, Toxic Shock, Devil Woman, Mary Fucking Poppins, Dancing Fool, and many, many others.
Our hare of the day was Woody, who from what I heard had made it a point to get people lost on his last couple of Wednesday night trails, but this night sought to redeem himself and or punish us and or both.  The pack hung out in the lot enjoying some of Cousin Its latest batch of IPA, while he collected the hash cash on behalf of our newly elected but non-present treasurer for the 2nd or 3rd week in a row.  The pack was getting a tad bit nervous as it was approaching 6:45 EST and still yet no sign of the hare.  Eventually though we get relieved as we saw the appearance of Woody’s Rust Red new old Saab coming around the corner.
Woody thus lays a circle of marks surrounding us onlookers with a circle of marks then our RA for the day,  Wishboneher attempted to persuade the group to paying attention to the chalk talk.  Standards marks, pretty much from what I remember, with a shot stop, a beer near and perhaps a few falses.  The hare directed us in the general direction of trail.
On! On!The FRB’s ran all over the place finding no marks.  They ran around the hotel and up towards Route 202, when our impatient hare starting yelling and pointing in a more specific direction.  Eventually marks were found on the trail behind the hotel.
On! On!A check or two was found, and then was found the On! In! mark, with a few of us wondering if we happened to be following trail backwards, but to alleviate the situation eventually comes along Woody lugging along a big backpack encouraging us to muster forward. And the always late Kumming Kum On Inn managed to catch up with us.
On! On!We went about through the woods disturbing civilian hikers and coming across a mountain biker or two. With BeastieAlladocious running into some familiar faces, to her at least, and stopping for conversation.
On! On!Up and Down, And Up and Down, And Up and Down hills, yes many hills we went, with the hare being wise enough to inform a few slowpokes where some shortcut points might be.  However after about 5 miles most of the group was getting exhausted and limping along.  Eventually those of us in frontal section come across the shot stop mark.  And hang out for a long, long while looking in vain for wherever our hare may have hid the shots.  After a while most of us concluded he must have had them on him, or why else would he be hauling that bag around.  An assertive PubeHeAteHer decided to make our wait slightly less long and booked down the hill following the trail backwards to locate Woody and our shots, then immediately booked back up the hill to us sparing us for another 10 minutes of waiting.  We enjoyed some cinnamon flavored whisky for a minute and were informed by our hare that there was to be a Turkey-Eagle split. And soon we were back on trail as the sun was on its way to setting very soon.
On! On!Down the hill we went until coming across the Turkey-Eagle split.  The Turkey saving themselves about a mile or so.  Trail went along the Brandywine River for a few yards and then back again up the hills.
On! On!We disturbed the same civilian hikers we had disturbed earlier on the loop.  And then Toxic Shock hit a bump in the road and had quite scary hash crash.  But was able to get up with some help and limp on back to the finish.  We went up another steep ass hill until we finally came across the beer near attended by Cousin It and Famous Jack.  Who had a nice sack of cold brews waiting for us.  Some of us enjoyed our brews for a while. And some just kept going as it was getting close to 9 fucking PM! 
Walking, yes pretty much everybody including the over ambitious FRB’s were walking by this point down the trail, then when seeing the back of the hotel just went towards that, not bothering to follow the marks back to the On In that we crossed over earlier. Lost Penis managed to make it in first getting herself in nice good shape for the stair climbing charity event she has been talking about lately.  Wet Lay amazingly was not last in.  This time it was Dancing Fool, because he stopped to get into a nice long conversation with some civilian about 10 feet from the parking lot.  We were rejoined by our sole auto hasher of the night, Wetter the Better who stopped by to drop Ass off earlier.
As it was pretty much dark by this time eventually the group got it together enough to circle up behind Skidmark’s truck as the several Down-Down tables seemed to have all disappeared lately. 
Our RA of the day Wishboneher commenced the circle.  Awards and Penalties were dished out.  Songs were song.  The hare drank a few times and so did many other people.  Hare Today Cum Tomorrow being the only visitor present by this weeks definition of that had to break out his notes for a visitor song.  Toxic Shock was long gone by this point so yours truly reenacted her hash crash and drank on her behalf.  Announcements were attempted to be made.  Then the hash went in peace. 
And so we adjourned to Famous Jacks down on Naamans Rd, or at least the what was left of us by that point.  It was getting really late.  Our hare Woody provided us with a fine spread including some Turkey and Sausage, sautéed vegetables, black beans and rice and some sort of tasty asparagus casserole, or it could have been green beans,  I don’t quite remember.  As we enjoyed some brews while watching the Phillies lose among other things.
All and All it was another shitty trail. Stay tuned for Hockessin Hash #1136 this Wednesday.On! On!
MFP