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| Hash Number: | 521 |
| What: | Hockessin Hash #521 |
| When: | Aug. 25, 2004 |
| Where: | Medowood Shopping Center, Newark, DE |
| Hares: | Flygirl Woody Woodpecker | Message |
| What: Hash #521 When: Wednesday, August 25, 2004 at 6:30 PM Where: Meadowood Shopping Center, east of Newark, DE Who: Woody & Flygirl D'erections: From I-95, take either the Rt. 7 North exit or Rt. 273 North exit towards Newark. Follow either Rt. 7 or Rt. 273 to Kirkwood Highway (Rt. 2). If you're on Rt. 7, turn LEFT onto Kirkwood Hwy and go a few miles to Meadowood Shopping Center on your right. If you're on Rt. 273, turn RIGHT onto Kirkwood Hwy then go a few miles to Meadowood Shopping Center on your left. Park and Hash. (If you don't see hashers at that shopping center, look at the other smaller ones across the streets). | Hashers |
| Hash Trash | |
| Hash Trash Hockessin HHH RUN # 521 25 August 2004 Southern Flying woodpecker HasH On a pleasantly cool evening, a big crowd of about 40 hounds of the H4 milled aimlessly about the parking area of the Meadowood strip mall on the Kirkwood Hwy. Near Newark. The totally clueless hare, Flygirl, was hung out to dry by co-hare, Woodpecker, who disappeared. Finally, with clock pushing on toward 7 pm, we circled-up to introduce four cherries who had been tricked into hashing by sadistic "friends." The first 10 minutes on trail had us tearing up and down the residential streets of Meadowood until we headed into Meadowbrook Park. After trespassing ( which we do so well and for which we are so famous) over private home property and the grounds of St. Mark's School, we headed into deep shiggy. Pretty much following mucky deer paths, we bounded through thorns, stickers, evil-looking weeds, and over fallen trees and branches. Add to that, a couple of stream crossings along the way as we squished toward the beer stop. Then, with a couple of steep and muddy climbs thrown in, we continued through the woodland shiggy until, for a total trail time of more than an hour, we got to the ON IN just as serious darkness was upon us. We then circled-up for the religious ceremony, performed by Delinkwent, our super-pious RA. The hares were pushed toward becoming fashionably smashed, a new hasher got named in his baptism by beer immersion, and the virgins were properly beer-abused. All down-downs were shamefully performed with pissy Schlitz liquid (can't even call it beer). Then we went via a scary, reckless, high speed convoy to the home of a virgin which had also been the site of the beer stop. With a fine Apres of excellent salads and pasta casseroles, our tissues were restored before we headed out. | |
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