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| Hash Number: | 540 |
| What: | Hockessin Hash #540 |
| When: | Jan. 15, 2005 |
| Where: | Avondale, PA |
| Hares: | Cribsnatcher Tinsel Tits | Message |
| What: Hockessin Hash #540 Where: Avondale, PA When: Saturday, January 15 at 3pm Who: Cribsnatcher and Tinsel Tits? D'erections: From I-95, take Rt. 141 North and follows the signs for Rt. 41 North (you exit onto Rt. 2 Kirkwood Highway west/Newark for about 1/2 mile, thru 2 lights, I think) and take a right onto Rt. 41 North/Newport Gap Pike. Go about 9-10 miles, into PA until you reach downtown Avondale. At intersection of Newport Gap Pike and Baltimore Pike is a diner. Its right next to some railroad tracks. Park, smell the mushroom soil, and hash. From points elsewhere, oh I don't know, say Media, PA. Get yourself on Rt. 1 west, once you get to Kennett Square, take Baltimore Pike instead of Rt. 1, go thru beautiful Kennett Square (quick aside, besides being the self-proclaimed mushroom capital of the world, Kennett Square is actually a square, look on the map) and about 2-3 miles past dowtown Kennett will be Avondale. Look for said diner above on left. From Newark area. Look at map to decide for yourself the best way to get there. Or take these simple directions: take Paper Mill Rd/Rt. 72 until it ends. Take a left onto Limestone Road/Rt. 7. Go about 5 miles or so. Just after crossing the DE/PA line, take the exit for Rt. 41 North. See above. | Hashers |
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| Hash Trash Hockessin HHH Run # 540 15 January 2005 The Stinky Mushroom Hash On a great Saturday finally free of all the pissy weather we've been having, more than 30 hounds of the H4 kennel met in Avondale, PA for Cribsnatcher's Hash. With a few virgins among us whom we could intimidate and terrorize, we got started in the cool (er, make that cold) afternoon, Moving northerly, up and down through wooded and hilly countryside, we encountered plenty of good old shiggy. With lots of muddy patches to keep us on our toes, we eventually got to Ye Olde Beer Stoppe for the pause that properly puts us on the road to debauchery. After about an hour on a trail loaded with rocks, fallen trees, and puddles we got back to our cars that we had parked at some dilapidated so called Diner that, more than likely, was a front for the Avondale Brothel. R.A Delinkwent exercised his liturgical irresponsibilities with the help of our highly diregarded choir. After hare, cherries, and unsuspecting angelic hounds did the required down-down bit, we drove a short distance to the El Sombrero eatery and packed ourselves in like sardines in a can—side by wrinkled side and proceeded to enjoy trays of tacos and burritios with our beer. | |
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