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| Hash Number: | 1268 |
| What: | Hockessin Hash #1268 |
| When: | Oct. 10, 2018 |
| Where: | Reserve at Darley Green Apartments, Claymont, DE |
| Hares: | Lost Penis Tits of Steel | Message |
| What: Hockessin Hash #1268 When: Saturday, November 10, 2018 at 3pm HST Where: Beautiful Claymont, DE -- Reserve at Darley Green Apartments right off Rt. 13/Philly Pike and Darley Rd. (Manor Ave is another cross street). Park in the Darley Green Apt. parking lot right off Philadelphia Pike/Manor Ave,between the white fence at Boston Market and behind the shops -- try to be super discreet about pre-lube beers. Who Hare: Tits o' Steel & Lost Penis What Else: Multiple chances to turkey eagle split. Also, we actually scouted this trail! So there won't likely be much live autoharing or heckling of the pack unfortunately. Bring the usual -- dry bag, whistle, clean shoes/socks for later, bug spray, maybe a headlamp in case you get lost easily (it gets dark out at 5 but true turkey trail isn't that long) Friendlies: Trail should be kid and dog friendly, Apres not. Hash Cash: $7 D'erections: Take 495 your necessary way to the Rt 13/Philadelphia Pike-Claymont exit (Exit 5).. Turn south on Philadelphia Pike towards Wilmington. Pass Darley Road and the Sunoco gas station and Food Lion, and immediately look for the small parking lot entrance on the right, just past the Boston Market on your right. (If you miss that, go in on Manor Road with the traffic light and turn right into the first lot). Park behind the buildings that have shops on Philly Pike and nearby towards Rt 13 between the Boston Market fence -- rather than closer to the apartment building -- to stay off management radar. Guests are fine though. Be careful with prelube beers - maybe use a koozy or cup -- but I haven't seen any cops in the lot randomly. Security may drive through once it gets dark though, which is why we should circle elsewhere. | Hashers |
| American Halfass Asshopper Bunion Butt Butthead Chili Cousin It Devil Woman Dirty Wet Pussy Do Me On the Beach Groper Lost Penis Magic Carpet Ride Mary Fucking Poppins NecroPheelMeUp Other Peoples Pussy PubeHeAteHer River Man Shit Out of Luck Skidmarks Spit Bucket The Wetter the Better Tits of Steel Wet Lay Wishboneher Woody Woodpecker | Hash Trash |
| Hash Trash for Hockessin Hash #1268 So the slobbering pack gathered up first in a parking lot in the Darley Green complex, then moved over to the Boston Market parking lot to avoid getting towed, then when back to Darley Green for the chalk talk on the fine, windy afternoon of Saturday, November the 10th, 2018 AD. Hashers present at some point included: Bunion Butt, Wet Lay, Dirty Wet Pussy, American Half Ass, Shit Out of Luck, Other Peoples Pussy, PubeHeAteHer, NecroFeelMeUp, Groper, Skidmarks, Do Me on the Beach, Magic Carpet Ride, Cousin It, Woody, Wetter the Better, Asshopper, Riverman, Chile, Mary Fucking Poppins, Spit Bucket, Butthead, Wishboneher, Devil Woman, and many, many others. Our hares of the day were Lost Penis and Tits of Steel, who also happened to be officers of that other hash in the area that completely forgot to have its anniversary run this year. And so some of us enjoyed beers for a little while and eventually gathered around the spot we arrived at first after moving our cars to avoid being towed. Wishboneher, who had some other place to be, made a quick cameo appearance as RA and began the chalk talk. Our hares informed us that there would be many things to look out for while following the trail marked mostly in pink chalk. Such as there would be a Turkey-Eagle split, a dry land-water split, a shot stop, a beer stop, one or two Jolly J stops, one or two On the Foot checks, a song stop and a few other things. The Turkey Eagle split was marked with arrows in the beginning though when it was time for us to be On! On! half a dozen hashers ran in a direction that not either of those arrows pointed in, as a tow truck driver was seen cruising around the second, and supposedly safer illegal place for us to park. Though fortunately it turned out he was just grabbing some grub at Boston Market. On! On! The Turkey trail led sort of diagonal across the rest of Darley Green and into the Over Look Colony neighborhood, while the Eagle went down Philadelphia Pike and across. On! On! The eagles followed marks down a hill towards the Boulevard named after the Prince of Governor, ran around Padua Academy, came down to the bottom of a hill and shortly before the bridge that goes across 495, came across an On the Foot Stop, requiring us to stop and share a bottle of fine peach flavored MD 20/20 fortified wine. After some effort to finish the bottle we were off again. On! On! Eagle trail had a few more checks around the road named after the Governor of Prince, one of which led to Skidmarks disappearing for a while. The rest of us found trail going back up the hill and around and found ourselves at a song check back on Philadelphia Pike. As it was not warm. And as the wind was madly blowing. We shortly gave up hope of Skids catching up to us anytime soon. And so performed a brief rendition of the “There are no real hashers at a Marathon song.” On! On! We followed marks through the Over Look Colony neighborhood, and back behind the school on Green Bridge Avenue and soon saw our hares standing there just outside of the woods. Behind the tree line and through a fence we found the Turkeys living it up at the shot stop, and the rest of us got to enjoy some fine grapefruit tasting concoction for a few minutes. And here is where our hares informed us of the dry land-water split. Some of us took land and some went by way of water, though those of us who chose land had to log through a few puddles, some a foot deep or two and cross a log. On! On! We ended up back on the asphalt and found another check, on where American Half Ass was lost, and Skidmarks was later found. Trail wound around through the neighborhood and went under the I-95 bridge, and a check was missed by most if not all. After running out of marks, just about all the pack walked back to where the hares were seen standing patiently, or maybe not, and indicated the proper direction to find trail. On! On! We went down to the end of the street, into a park and into the woods, where we came across the rocky rocky south branch of Naamans creek, and where we met back up with those who chose the wetter path. Across the hazardous rocks we ventured, and up a hill and onto some railroad tracks. On! On! Down the railroad tracks we wandered, for miles and miles it seemed. Our usual FRB, came across a Jolly J stop, and had to hurry to the back. Soon after, Spit Bucket came across another Jolly J. Then Woody came across the next one. Then OPP came across the next one. Soon after NecroFeelMeUp found one. Then Yours Truly, MFP found the last one, as Skidmarks and I suddenly found ourselves in the front of the pack. Each of us making a considerable effort to walk slower than the other. On! On! Down the tracks we continued, until we came across the beer near. And enjoyed some brews as the sun was setting soon. Here was found the briefly missing American Half Ass, who wandered back to point A, then followed trail backwards to find us again, or something like that. After brews were enjoyed back on trail we went. On! On! Trail took us up a hill and down Darley Road. A few checks were found and for the most part ignored, as by this point most of the pack had gotten so lazy they decided just to find there own way back to point A, though in the case of some of them, that added a bit of distance.. Trail cut though down by the Claymont Library and into the Darley Green complex again, where the On! In! was found in site of the Boston Market. So some shortcutted back early, by one by two the pack arrived back at point A, where the sun was now way down, as was the tempeture. And the wind was way howling. Wanting to get this circle thing done sooner rather then later, our RA of the day Woody, was pressured to get it going and gone fast. As not both the hares were present immediately, we sped through the other usual penalties, awards and accusations first, and Lost Penis, who was busy getting food ready, arrived just in time to get a down-down, before announcements were made and the hash went in peace. After circle we adjourned to Famous Joes, where we enjoyed a fine spread of shredded chicken, mac and cheese, cauliflower, brussel sprouts, other vegetables, some lentil couscous curry thing, and same tasty cookies and junk food to go along with our beer. A dart game or two was also enjoyed as college ball was played on the screen. A fine end to another shitty trail. Stay tuned for Hockessin Hash #1269, the tailgating hash this cumming Saturday. On! On! MFP | |