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| Hash Number: | 1189 |
| What: | Hockessin Hash #1189 |
| When: | May 17, 2017 |
| Where: | 7 Serenity Lane, Wilmington, DE |
| Hares: | Butt Lite Digital Dick | Message |
| What: Hockessin Hash #1189 When: Wednesday, May 17, 2017, at 6:30pm HDT (Pack Off at 6:45 PM) Where: 7 Serenity Lane, Wilmington, DE 19802 Who Hare: Butt Lite and Digital Dick Why and Else: To celebrate that summer weather has finaly arrived! What to Bring: Chair for the Apres Friendlies: Trail, mostly but dogs must be on a leash. Duh’rections: From I-95 North or South, take exit 9, Del. Rt. 3, Marsh Rd. Go South. If you are coming from the south, turn right at the light. From the north, turn left at the light. Go ~1/2 mile, turn right on Washington Street Extension. After ~3/4 mile, past the Rockwood Park entrance, turn right on Rockwood Rd. It's a few hundred yards to Serenity Lane, turn right. Third house on the right is 7. PLEASE: Be mindful of where and how you park your ride ... use all your parking skills and stay off the grass so we don't piss off our neighbors. Park in the cul-de-sac and form one lane on the asphalt pavement on the rock wall side of our Lane. | Hashers |
| Asshopper Big Mother Fucker Bunion Butt Butt Lite Cousin It Dancing Fool Digital Dick Dirty Wet Pussy Do Me On the Beach Groper Hare Today Cum Tomorrow Jewel of Duh-Nile Lost Boy Magic Carpet Ride Mary Fucking Poppins NecroPheelMeUp Perfect Woman Pickle Dick Prom Queen PubeHeAteHer Rack Attack Spit Bucket The Wetter the Better Tinsel Tits Tits of Steel Toxic Shock Triple Whore Score Vomit Comet Wet Lay Wishboneher Woody Woodpecker | Hash Trash |
| Hockessin Hash #1189 So the slobbering pack gathered up at the end of the serene Serenity Lane in the Place to Beat Somebody, Wilmington, Delaware on the fine, warm early evening of May the 17th, 2017 AD. Hashers present at some point include: Perfect Woman, Lost Boy, Dirty Wet Pussy, Toxic Shock, Mary Fucking Poppins, NecroFeelMeUp, PubeHeAteHer, Bunion Butt, Wet Lay, Tits of Steel, Rack Attack, Spit Bucket, Pickle Dick, Tinsel Tits, Do Me on the Beach, Groper, Cousin It, Magic Carpet Ride, Big Mother Fucker, Woody, Just Kevin, Just Jules, Wetter the Better, Asshopper, Wishboneher, Hare Today Cum Tomorrow, Jewels of Duh-Nile, Prom Queen, Dancing Fool and many, many others. With some direction from our hares and hosts for the evening, Butt Lite and Digital Dick, we managed to fit a great number of cars into an awfully small place. Cousin It brought us his latest batch of that fine Hellus beer he makes. And we enjoyed some of that before the chalk talk commenced. Our RA for the day Wishboneher, after several minutes of prodding circled the group up for the chalk talk, though there were no chalk marks to be found. Butt-Lite had us walk over to the lawn where there were several things resembling hash marks painted on the grass by some white colored spray marking material, which got a few of us greatly confused later on the trail, as there was plenty of that exact stuff in the form of X’s an arrows laid down in the area by the utility companies. Trail, we were told or hinted to, was also in several colors of chalk and flower. And at last the hare informed us that there would be one beer near and that we would have to work “Really really hard for it”. Our hare then indicated that trail would be down the road and go to the right, accidentally giving away the answer to the first check. Though this wouldn’t exactly give us a head start. On! On!We go down to the end of Serenity Lane and bang a right up the hill on Washington Avenue. We ran in and out of 2 neighborhoods finding several checks and falses, with PubeHeAteHer not being in the front and solving them all for us for some reason. On! On!Soon enough trail goes into the woods, and out of the woods and back into the woods, or it just stayed in the woods depending on who you were, as we found marks that I guess we weren’t supposed to find that soon, as Buttlite indicated to the mass of folks who were walking that trail was supposed to go up a hill, where there was a grid of falses going in every direction. On! On! So those of us who ran into the woods, but who ran back out to the street when we saw everybody, including the hare going that way ran back into the woods where we were before. We find an arrow on a log going across a creek, though this just took us to marks that we were on before, and the hare indicated that true trail was staying on the one side of the creek after half of us already crossed it. So we got to cross it again. On! On!We went out of the woods again, and came out to whats its name boulevard near where the art museum is took a right, then went by a school, and some of the FRB’s like Woody and Tits of Steel got utility company marks confused with hash marks and got lost, and got an extra dose of poison ivy. And Tits of Steel got the opportunity for an extra hash crash going down a hill that was no where near where the actual trail turned out to be. On! On!Trail went the opposite direction of the school and onto old Rockwood Road, which the average Garmin GPS still gets confused with regular Rockwood Road, at the end of which we found Digital Dick, and his white truck with the beer near. This in the driveway of a very old and interesting house belonging to some nice people that I guess are friends of the hares. And some very interesting lawn decorations they did have. We enjoyed some brews and some waters, which were really nice to have since it was really hot. A mischievous Wishboneher grabbed a piece of chalk and laid down a false trail going through a drainage tunnel that half of us are not skinny enough to fit through. Sadly, no one fell for that though. Our other hare for the day, Digital Dick, explained that he had laid the final length of trail, and gave away where it was going again. On! On!I think we were back on Washington avenue and trail took us to Rockwood Park around where the Rockwood Mansion and or the carriage house. The hare forgetting again that one mark is supposed to lead to another had laid out a really clever Circle Jerk of sorts that went all around the park, and that most people didn’t end up on, because it was behind a bush and out of site from the previous mark. Of equal distance and not out of site was a big fat arrow going down the hill to the hares backyard. And so, that's where many of us went. With the decision of who was first in and last in cumming again after great debate. Though of us who arrived earlier than planned were joined by the auto-hashing interruptus Prom Queen and his wife and got to sit in these nice comfortable chairs for awhile before the circle commenced. And so Wishboneher opened the circle. Awards and Penalties were dished out. The hares were spared from many down-downs because we needed them to get the food ready. Not spared was everybody else. As every time one or two people got called into circle this somehow led to every “Just” drinking, and everybody with “Wet” in their name drinking, and every African drinking and everyone with a green shirt drinking. And everyone who was there drinking and almost every down-down. And so the hash cooler was relieved of a great deal of lousy beer. After announcements were made and Woody closed the circle, we enjoyed some tasty brat-worst, and pasta salad, and brownies, and the much hyped baked beans. And a fine time was had. But all and all it was another shitty trail. Stay tuned for Hockessin Hash #1190 this Wednesday. On! On! MFP | |