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| Hash Number: | 1208 |
| What: | Hockessin Hash #1208 |
| When: | Sept. 23, 2017 |
| Where: | 1117 Kelly Drive, Newark, DE |
| Hares: | Circle Jerk Do Me On the Beach | Message |
| What: Hockessin Hash #1208 When: Saturday, September 23, 2017, at 3pm, HDT Where: The Marshall Estate - 1117 Kelly Dr, Newark, DE Who Hare: Do Me On the Beach and Circle Jerk What Else: Most importantly, trail will be chigger-free. But our other Arachnida friends (ticks) are always a possibility as are burrs. Wet feet likely. Why: Do we have any choice? Besides it's CJ's beer-lated birthday. Hash Cash: $7.00 Friendlies: Trail is dog-friendly. Apres - please leave critters outside (fenced yard). D'erections: From I-95, take exit 4B (from either north- or southbound) to Rt 7N. Follow Rt. 7N (aka Limestone Rd) through Stanton (note left turn necessary to stay on Rt. 7). Continue 5 +/- miles. Left onto Little Baltimore Rd. Left at second 4-way stop onto Doe Run Rd. Proceed 0.7 miles, turn right on Yeatman's Mill Rd. Take first right onto Kelly Dr. - go to end of street - park and hash | Hashers |
| American Halfass Asshopper Biatch Bunion Butt Butthead Circle Jerk Cousin It Do Me On the Beach Fast Eddie Lost Penis Magic Carpet Ride Mary Fucking Poppins Mount Me NecroPheelMeUp Nip Fuck Perfect Woman PubeHeAteHer RaidR Senior Sex Toy Skidmarks Slutmaster Tits of Steel Wet Lay Woody Woodpecker | Hash Trash |
| Trash for Hockessin Hash #1208 So, the slobbering pack gathered up at the cul duh sac at the end of Kelly Drive on the edge of Newark, DE and New Garden, PA on the awfully warm first day of fall on Saturday, September the twenty-turd, 2017 AD. Hashers present at some point included: NecroFeelMeUp, PubeHeAteHer, Skidmarks, Lost Penis, Mary Fucking Poppins, Cousin It, Asshopper, Tits of Steel, Just Chris, Woody, Magic Carpet Ride, Slutmaster, Senior Sex Toy, Perfect Woman, Wet Lay, Bunion Butt, Mount Me, Butthead, Nip Fuck, Just Michael, Raider, Biatch, and many, many others. Our hares of the day were Circle Jerk w/Fast Eddie and their partner in crime, Do Me on the Beach, who were celebrating the week after their anniversary and the week after one of their birthdays. And so we hung out in the hare’s driveway on this awfully hot day relaxing and sipping our brews until about 20 something past three, which was about 15 minutes before the late-cumming and soon to be lost Tits of Steel arrived. Since our fair-weather RA, flaked out on us that day, your foul weather RA announced the beginning of the chalk talk. And so Circle Jerk informed us to look a little harder for marks as many might be faded since he laid the trail about 24 hours before. We were told to expect a check back or two, a turkey-eagle split, and one beer stop that would be contained in a backpack hidden somewhere. We were also informed that there would be some trespassing involved in today’s adventure and so to use our common sense to the best of our ability, which for us is not that much. The true-arrow marked curved around and pointed in the general direction of the hare’s back yard and soon enough we were off. On! On!We went through the gate and entered the land of Pennsylvania. We strode through a few folks back yards, then went back to talking instead of looking for marks again and and the FRB’s made an unnecessary water crossing, but turned around soon enough when CJ, the sweeping hare hinted in a different general direction. On! On!We found a mark here and there but not everywhere went through some shiggy for a bit and then up, and up, and up a big steep hill. And hashers sweated and panted and wheezed, included most of us FRB’s who passed by a fine-looking down-hill meadow with a pond, and with no visible marks going in that direction. And so some of us went up to the very tippy top of that hill, found one mark then kept going for awhile, either not seeing or not coming across the check-back our hare claimed to have laid. On! On!We heard somebody calling that down the hill and into that meadow which was marked “Private Property!” but that we had hoped trail would be going to. And there our sweeping hare CJ pointed us that way, and there a few minutes later the late-cumming Tits of Steel arrived but had no ideas which way we went and headed back to point A. On! On!Down the grassy hill we went and around a pond with a large swan. Do Me recommended that we cut though a property that was currently unoccupied and back on the asphalt we went. We came to a check, that we could almost see at a cross roads and were greeted by some fine pure-bred looking, but unhappy dogs who made a big fuss about us on their owners front yard. True trail was found going to the right. And off of the asphalt we went for a while. On! On!Up and down a few more very steep hills, across a creek, and through some nasty shiggy we went. Some blood on trail was had that day. Some of us lost trail, and just followed voices, causing us to miss the turkey/eagle split and ending up on the eagle. Turkey trail went through a corn field, whereas eagle made another water crossing and up a few more hills until we found the cornfield and the front running Turkey’s at the beer near. And we enjoyed some brews for a few, including the mini-mini keg of some Oktoberfest beer while Just Michael and Skidmarks played games with an ear of corn. Though that’s not what it sounds, even though a bet was involved . Nope its still not what it sounds like. While the sun was still out and bright we departed for the rest of trail down the hill. On! On!We went down the hill and came across CJ’s big Toyota truck. Half the pack decided to bail out at this point and auto hash. On! On!True trail went on the asphalt taking a left, then a right, then up and up and up another hill. At some point we ended up back in Delaware and took a right on Kelly Drive shortly after that and back to the On! In!, with yours truly and Necro getting first in, and Asshopper finishing last. Some of the auto hashers relaxed on the upstairs patio until it was time to get the circle thing over with. Your foul weather RA opened circle. Awards and Penalties were dished out. Songs were sung. The hares drank special down-downs from a warm old can of Genessee Cream Ale sent to us from Mud Man all the way from Rochester. The firsts in and the lasts in drank. As did those with blood on trail. As did the one or two interruptus, and our technical visitors Raider and Biatch. Tits of Steel drank for showing up late and getting lost. Circle Jerk drank again for not drinking the week before for his birthday. There was an attempt to name Just Chris, but we weren’t feeling inspired at the moment. After announcements were made and Woody closed the circle, Perfect Woman arrived on his motor bike, and we re-opened to have him drink for that. After circle we enjoyed some fine noodle salad and some tasty mac and cheese with ham that we eagerly gobbled up. And some tasty pumpkin pie and sherbet arrived later that we enjoyed with our fine brews. And we gathered up around the fire pit for while to share stories of our other adventures. All and all another fine time/shitty trail was had. Stay tuned for Hockessin Hash #1209 this Saturday.On! On! MFP | |