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| Hash Number: | 1137 |
| What: | Hockessin Hash #1137 |
| When: | May 25, 2016 |
| Where: | Alapocas Ball Field Parking Lot, Wilmington, DE |
| Hares: | Butt Lite Digital Dick | Message |
| What: Hockessin Hash #1137 When: Wednesday, May 25, 2016 at 6:30 pm, HST, (Remember the summer solstice is still a month away). This is the last Wednesday H4 for May but don’t set your expectations too high. Where: Alapocas Ball Field Parking Lot near intersection of Route 141 North (Powder Mill Road) and Alapocas Drive Who Hare: Butt Lite and Digital Dick Friendlies: No four leggers at the Beer Stop and Apres. So, no cats on trail. What to Bring: . D'erections: From I-95, take Route 202 North exit. Go about 1 mile and turn left onto Rt. 141 South (Powder Mill Road). Go about 2 miles, then take a left onto Alapocas Drive. Go straight, through stop sign. Not very far, turn right to Alapocas Ball Field. Ball Field is behind the DuPont Experimental Station. You have been here with H4 in the past. The Rt. 141 / Alapocas Drive intersection is between Nemours and DuPont. | Hashers |
| Asshopper Bumpy Beaver Bunion Butt Butt Lite Closing Time Cousin It Devil Woman Digital Dick Dirty Wet Pussy F6 Groper Hare Today Cum Tomorrow Kum On Inn Lick Stick Lost Boy Magic Carpet Ride Mary Fucking Poppins NecroPheelMeUp Perfect Woman Pickle Dick PubeHeAteHer Skidmarks Tinsel Tits Tits of Steel Under the Gaydar Weird Al Spanks the Bitch Wet Lay Wishboneher Woody Woodpecker Yeast Infection | Hash Trash |
| Trash for Hockessin Hash #1137 So the slobbering pack gathered up at one of our favorite spots the Alapocas Softball field parking lot on the finally not cold early evening of Wednesday, May the 25th 2016 AD. Hashers I remember being present at some point: Groper, Cousin It, Devil Woman, Bunion Butt, Wet Lay, Lost Boy, Perfect Woman, Wishboneher, Hare Today Cum Tomorrow,Yeast Infection, NecroFeelMeIUp, Asshopper, Skidmarks, Lick Stick, Tinsel Tits, Pickle Dick, Fuck Fuck Fuck Fuck Fuck, Just Beth, Woody, Kum On Inn, Mary Fucking Poppins, Dirty Wet Pussy, Bumpy Beaver, Weird Al, Under The Gaydar, Tits of Steel, Magic Carpet Ride, and many, many others. Our Hares for the day were the Duo of Butt Lite and Digital Dick, and as it turned out later to include PubeHeAteHer who was given some inside information and who ended up live haring the 2nd part of trail with the hares on the bill being too lazy or confused to do that. The pack mulled around the parking lot for a while enjoying some brews, annoying the softball players, and getting interrupted every five seconds by some car that could have easily exited the parking lot without driving through where we were standing. As Cousin It was once again collecting money in the place of the still absent Circle Jerk. But that's how it goes at the hash. At about 6:30 hash time our team of RAs including Wishboneher, Skidmarks, and Woody attempted to circle the group up and the chalk talk commenced. Just Beth was awarded the honor of carrying the Hash-Shit plunger and all. And Butt Lite explained there would be marks in white chalk as well as flour. While Digital Dick also warned us there would be an arrow they laid that we should ignore, and that turned out to be in addition to the one that was laid at the chalk talk. So the hare informs us that the arrow pointed in the direction of the field was true. And so we were off. On! On!We find absolutely no marks near the field, around the field or anywhere near where the arrow was pointing. After a couple of minutes somebody finds a mark in the exact opposite direction and “On! On!” is finally called. On! On!We go down the winding trails gradually going downhill towards the Brandywine river running into a check here and there along the way. We pass the scenic overlook, and PubeHeAteHer ends up being the only one who falls for the super long false that I head went to a rock climbing trail. On! On!We go towards the general direction of the city of Wilmington, crossing a small stream and taking advantage of the rocks poking out of said stream in order to avoid walking in it. We wonder through Alapocas park until we come out to the exit where we had our Akvavit pilfered by a bored park ranger many christmas hashes ago. We come out to the neighborhood finding sparse marks on the right side of the road much to the chagrin of you safety minded fools and come out to the main building of Wilmington Friends school. As Pube bolted past hoping none of his students were around who might recognize hime. And it was here that we, or I, got greatly confused. For the term “near” for some hashers is still a very relative term, and in this case, meant about a half mile and two turns away. We see a BN mark with an arrow pointed up the hill which led to about a dozen more marks but no beer. We then find an arrow pointing across the street which went to another arrow pointing back the other direction. Pube with his inside info goes forward, but the rest of us near the front not wanting to get lost or miss the beer backtrack in hopes of Butt Lite eventually making sense out of all of this. So it turned out the second arrow was the one to ignore for now or then and the beer stop was to be found by taking a left turn towards Augustine cut off then going up a few blocks to the driveway of a house of a friend of the hares. The house which had a big cardboard sign proclaiming "Beer Near H4.” So anyway, at this point every body caught up to each other except the people we forgot about. And so we enjoyed our brews for longer than usual in the fine weather and were joined by the late cumming Weird Al and Bumpy Beaver. PubeHeAteHer was handed a bag of flour and preceded to live hare the rest of trail, which turned out to be backtracking quite a bit of what we did earlier. On! On!We ran down the hill towards the general direction of Trolley Square, then lost marks for a bit, and got even more confused as Butt Lite short-cutted in hopes of getting back early enough to do something productive. Eventually we found marks going around a former Dupont building and up to the “Lower School” as its called in Wilmington Friends. Then around the track we went and back into the woods for a while. On! On!Up the hills we went again backtracking much of where we were earlier in Alapocas park. Eventually we come out to a clearing with our FRB’s, yours truly and NecroFeelMeUp arriving just as Pube finished laying the On In mark. Here we were joined by the late cumming Dancing Fool who I guess felt this was a special enough occasion to drive there in his nice car, and who brought us the gift of a bag of Cheetos. Gradually, eventually everybody straggled back in with our Beer Meister, Bunion Butt, inconveniently getting there second to last with his car keys so we had to wait for while to get the beer. The last being Tinsel Tits who got caught up in conversation with some civilian friends of hers who were playing softball and ended up joining us in circle later. Eventually the down-downs were poured as the tail gate of Skidmarks truck was used in the place of the still absent hash table. With our team of RA’s running circle. Awards and Penalties were dished out. Songs were sung. Cousin It succeeded in getting me into one too many conversations during circle and I also drank for several other violations. Bunion Butt drank for something but had an awful hard time getting down beer that comes for 8 bucks a 30 pack, even of his choosing. Hare Today Cum Tomorrow was finally recognized as a regular and so didn’t have to drink as a visitor, but I think he drank for something. Under the Gaydar from Lehigh valley gave us a visitor song and the softball playing friends of Tinsel Tits all got a free beer in circle. Many other people drank for many other things before announcements were attempted to be made and the hash went in peace. After circle we adjourned to Mclarens on 202 for the Apres where we enjoyed many sliced of Papa Johns pizza as we slurped down some more brews. All and All it was another shitty trail. Stay tuned for Hockessin Hash #1138 this cumming Wednesday. On! On! MFP | |