Hockessin Hash House Harriers History

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Hash Number:1142
What:Hockessin Hash #1142
When:June 29, 2016
Where:Iron Hill Park, Newark, DE
Hares:Miss Pissylvania
What:  Hockessin Hash #1142 
When:  Wednesday, June 29, 2016 at 6:30 pm, HST.  
Where:  Iron Hill Park (by the dog park), Newark, DE
Who Hare:  Miss Piss
Friendlies:  Dogs -- yes on run; no at apres.  Kids:  Can they drink and curse like a sailor ...
D'erections:  From I-95, take the Rt 896 S exit towards Middletown, make a right at the first light onto Old Baltimore Pike.  Go ~1 mile and make a right onto Nelson Road (before the Iron Hill Science Museum) – follow for a short while, make a right at the T and follow that road to the far lot, park, and hash.
Bumpy Beaver
Bunion Butt
Circle Jerk
Closing Time
Cock a Doodle Don't
Cousin It
Dead End
Dirty Wet Pussy
Do Me On the Beach
Hare Today Cum Tomorrow
Jewel of Duh-Nile
Kum On Inn
Mary Fucking Poppins
Miss Pissylvania
Mount Me
Perfect Woman
The International House of Virgins
Weird Al Spanks the Bitch
Wet Lay
Woody Woodpecker
Hash Trash
Trash for Hockessin Hash #1142
So the slobbering pack gathered in the parking lot of the ye’ Old Iron Hill park on the fine late Wednesday afternoon of June the 29th, 2016 A.D.  As is always the case with a Wednesday night hash at Iron Hill Park, we had to jostle for parking spaces with the disc golfers, the dog walkers, the walking walkers, the walking dead, the campers, and some other people.
Hashers I remember being present at some point: Bunion Butt, Wet Lay, Skidmarks, Dead End, Circle Jerk, Do Me On the Beach, Beastiealladocious w/ Mighty Max, The International House of Virgins, Dirty Wet Pussy, Dark Roast Beast, Groper, Hare Today Cum Tomorrow, Wishboneher, Mount Me, PubeHeAteHer, NecroFeelMeUp, Perfect Woman, Cousin It, Woody, Mary Fucking Poppins, Cock A’ Doodle Don’t, Kum On Inn, Asshopper, Just Nile, Weird Al, Bumpy Beaver, Just Beth, Fuck Fuck Fuck Fuck Fuck, and many, many others.
Our hares for the day were Miss Piss and Just Tacy who having not been regular at this thing lately forgot the Golden Rule ... I mean Guideline for planning a beer stop during the evenings pleasant stroll.  After receiving this miss-information some folks decided to gulp down 2 or 3 courtesy of Bunion Butt, before embarking on this dry trail.  And Skidmarks pondered bit about awarding himself the sleeve of beer for the day. 
After having to move her wheels two or three times our RA for the day Wishboneher circled the group up and chalk talk was to commence.  Our hare admitted that they had actually tried laying this trail 2 days prior but after it rained had to do it again at the last minute.  When asked what we were to get for going on this trail, the reply was a tour of this wonderful park ... So anyway Asshopper was scolded again for not having the Hash-Shit on him again, this time in his car which was parked down the hill.  Just Nile was awarded the sleeve of beers for some reason ... perhaps because he was unlikely to drink them.  And the usually late cumming Kum On Inn arrived just as the pack began to take off. 
On! On!We ran into the woods which lay 3 out of the 4 directions that we could have gone.  We come out to a clearing at some point and interrupt yet another really, really important disc golf game. We find another check or two and climb over some rocks before we take a left and do a mighty short water crossing.  As we come out to the road, the very same road that we followed driving up to the parking lot, we see the hares parked on the side, and a Beer Near sign.  Yea!!!, they gave into the peer pressure and produced a beer stop for us at the last minute.  We enjoyed our brews for a while as the stragglers came in one by one. 
And so we were thus informed that the Turkeys could just walk back up the hill to their cars, but if one wanted to run there would eventually be marks for that too.
On! On!We ran, walked, stumbled or crawled back up the hill to the cars, where about 65% of the pack decided to stay.  A mark was discovered to the right going back into the woods, and the runners followed that.
On! On!A check here and there going up a hill then down one, then right back up one. We find a check with an indicator that true trail was to the left, though soon after that there was a false but soon after that there was a true trail arrow.  We follow the marks down the path that leads us back to the cars. 
Hashers hang out for a while sipping some more brews as the powers that be decide whether or not it is safe to circle in the parking lot there.  And circle we end up doing there.  Wishboneher opens circle.  Bringing with her this time a portable bedpan for which downs downs were to be dranken out of.  Awards and Penalties are dished out.  Songs are sung.  The hares drank many times, as well as all the “justs”, as well as most of the folks that were talking during circle, which was pretty much all of us.  Asshopper finally finds the long misplaced Hash-Shit, and a big deal is made about that too.  As well as the misplaced hash horn, and all the former hash-horns had to drink for that too.  Cousin It drank for not organizing a Phillies Tailgate this year, and many other folks drank for many other things.  Woody screwed up his line again, as the hash was getting ready to go in peace.
After circle we adjourned to the Bank Shots on Rt 40, one of the nicer ones, right near the Maryland border.  Where we were joined by an auto hasher or two.  And we enjoyed a variety of lovely and greasy pizza to go along with our brews.
All in all it was another shitty trail.
Stay tuned for Hockessin Hash #1143 this Wednesday.On! On!