Hash write up: New Year's

So we had a hash, January the 1st, 2010 AD. Which was part of the Joint Blue Hen Hockessin, 4 hashes for New Years extended weekend.

The slobbering pack met up at the parking lot of John R. Downes Elementary School at about 2:00pm, HST.

Hashers I remember being present:

Toxic Waste, Troma Queen, Just Silver, Devil Woman, Bad Lay, Juicy Fruity Backside Booty, Mathematical Impossibility, I’ll Forget Your Name in the Morning, Up the Rear, Roadkill, Fart Conner, Amber Alert, Just Elissa, Mary Fucking Poppins, Fish Dick, Skidmarks, Sand in Strange Places, Portaho, Pedalfile, He needed the Money (Who was able to get out of bed this time for the annual hash in his honor), and many, many others.

Thfkas, and or Just Erin, and or I’ll Respect you in the Mouring were da hares.

At around 2:17 real time the direction of the first mark was pointed out, and

On! On!
We were on our way. There was a Turkey and an Eagle trail, the difference being one was a few blocks away from the beer stop and one was a few muddy yards away from it.

On! On!
We ran down to the Downes Elementary playground. And jumped through some hoops and some slides, literarily. Side Note (On any BH4 trail, a hare must make the trail go through any playground equipment if it happens to be going by there).

On! On!
We went down to the woods, where we hit a check at the Christiana creek. Every FRB assumed it would go across the bridge, which goes across the creek, but it didn’t and thus the DFL’s were able to catch up to the front.

On! On!
True trail went down the former dirt bike path/ obstacle course for dirt bikes, that you would know about, if you happened to be unfortunate enough to have lived in this part of Newark that long to know what I was talking about.

On! On!
We followed the muddy path out to Rahway Park, where we encountered a BN. We passed around two bottles of Andre’ Brut (Peach Flavored) and managed to be on our way before the cops were called.

On! On!
Turkey trail went back to the obvious On! In! but most of us followed the Eagle Trail.

On! On!
Trail went across the creek, but those of us who were too pansy (or had too much sense) to cross the creek. Tried, in this case, a long cut. RoadKill ran down the path on the other side, knowing there was a bridge there to get him back, and knowing we were too slow for him too lose us.

Up the Rear, Juicy Fruity Backside Booty, and Mary Fucking Poppins crossed over the creek on a log, in spite of the fact that Thfkas and Skidmarks were chanting loudly for us to fall in about 4 feet of freezing cold, algey filled creek water.

On! On!
We ran down the good Ole’ and very muddy Mason Dixon trail. Up the Rear had a spectacular hash crash, and almost fell into the creek again.

On! On!
The trail went out onto Barksdale road, and into the Cherry Hill neighbor hood, where He Needed the Money happens to live. At some point, I heard, Just Elissa fell or slipped on the sidewalk and gave us some inspiration for her naming which happened at circle.

On! On!
As you probably figured the On! In! was at He Needed the Money’s place, which it is every year except for last year that is.

We circled up; awards and penalties were dished out.

We had two namings:

Just Elissa got named “Slides in Easy But Can’t Pull Out” in reference to slipping on the sidewalk at some point and in honor of the ridiculously long names that BH4 is famous for giving people.

Just Erin got named “She who will not be named” in honor of Harry Potter or something or maybe in honor of her parents are hoping she won’t take this activity up when she gets older.

So then we enjoyed some Pat’s Pizza and some chili and other left over snacks from the New Years Eve party from the night before and of course many more beers. Pedal File and Portaho showed up sometime soon after trail was done. Some people took to the hot tub, but we forgot to do the annual birthday card.

All in all it was another shitty trail.

Stay Tuned for the Next Blue Hen Hash Some time before the End of February We Hope!

On! On!

MFP

New Years weekend hashes

Hash #800 New Years Weekend of Hashing 2009-2010
New Year's Weekend 2009-2010
http://pages.prodigy.net/write_angle/H4frame.html


Hockessin Hash House Harriers and the Blue Hen Hash have joined forces to bring you
4 consecutive days of trail to usher in the New Year, and to kick off
the celebration of Hockessin's 800th run!

#1 When: (Thursday) December 31st New Years Eve Hash
Who: Hockessin & Blue Hen
Loc: TBA
Time: TBA (I would recommend a flash light)
Hash Cash: TBA - most likely $5

#2 When: (Friday) January 1st, Blue Hen's "He Needed the Money's Hangover Appreciation Hash" New Years Day
Who: Blue Hen
Loc: TBA
Time: TBA
Hash Cash: TBA - most likely $5

#3 When: (Saturday) January 2nd Hockessin 800th Run
Please see Rego form for details
Who: Hockessin
Loc: TBA
Time: 3:00PM - ???
Hash Cash: $30 (received by Nov 30th, $40 Received by Dec 30, $45, received at event)

#4 When: (Sunday) January 3rd I survived!!! Hang over Hash
Who: Hockessin & Blue Hen
Loc: TBA
Time : TBA
Hash Cash: TBA - most likely $5

check for more info: http://pages.prodigy.net/write_angle/H4frame.html

AGM? 4/4??

Stay tuned to see if we keep this date =)

All,

I would like to propose that the Blue Hen H3 AGM be held on Sunday,
April 4th, 2010. I am volunteering to hare (along with Pelvis Chestley
and Hung Like This).

This is two weeks before Boston's Marathon weekend and the weekend
before Texas Interhash.

What say you?

ON ON!
Fuk Stik
Pittsburgh H3
GM Emeritus, Blue Hen H3

Come join the Blue Hen Hash as we celebrate 17 years of water crossings,
falling down, puking on fences, getting chased by the cops, entirely
too long trails, He Needed the Money's hot tub, and the consumption of
one case of beer per hasher per hash.

We will be gathering at "The Cube" - an 80s themed restaurant (feel free
to join into the spirit of that) - and hashing from there at ~2 pm Hash
Standard Time (HST).

What: 17th Anniversary Hash
When: Saturday, October 24th, 2 pm HST
Where: The Cube Restaurant, 16 Marrows Rd, Newark, DE 19713
Hash Cash: $5 gets you beer and snacks, dinner is on you
Hares: Fuk Stik, Pelvis Chestley, Hung Like This & Just Mojo
Dog Friendly: Trail, yes, although not at the Apres
Kid Friendly: I don't think that Title 18 will be there, so yes.


Directions to the Cube: http://cuberestaurant.com/directions.html


Lost? Call Fuk Stik (571-218-2412) or Pelvis (724-747-6688).

ON ON!
Fuk Stik
GM Emeritus, Blue Hen H3



We are also on Facebook:

http://www.facebook.com/event.php?eid=156337961661



ON ON!
Fuk Stik

hash, 10/11

What: Blue Hens H3 - The Elvis Lives Hash
When: Sunday, October 11, 2pm hash time
Where: 3 Wayne Drive, Wilmington, DE 19809, just 20 minutes from Newark and
Philly Airport

This is a dog-friendly, child-friendly, bike-friendly hash - and you can
just hang around and wait if you don't want to run or walk.
If you are heading north from Newark or Wilmington, take the Marsh Rd exit
#9 off I95, and follow the signs to Bellevue State Park. This means you turn
left at the end of the exit ramp onto Carr Road, then through the Marsh
Rd/Carr Rd light, continuing on Carr Rd north for 0.9 miles, past the
Bellevue SP main entrance on the right, past two corporate center driveways
also on your right, to first proper road on the right. This is Wayne Drive
- park as near as you legally can to the first house on the left - 3 Wayne
Drive.
>From anywhere north of the DE/PA border, take I95 South to the PA/DE state
line, then keep on I95 (not I495 please!) for a couple of miles until the
first exit, #9, marked Marsh Rd, Rte 3. At the end of the ramp, turn left
(South) at the light on Marsh Rd, go under I95, and immediately turn left
again at the next light onto Carr Rd (also marked for I95 North, but keep
straight on by following the State Park signs, otherwise you’ll be heading
back to Philly on I95). Drive 0.9 miles, past the State Park entrance and
two corporate centers, all on your right, until you come to the first road
on the right – Wayne Dr. Park as indicated above.

Lost, late or have questions, call Bitchard

possible hash 10/11, stay tunned

If you want a hash 2pm, Sunday October 11, I'll hare it. Start will be somewhere in North Wilmington, details later. Let me know though!
On On,
Bitchard.

hash write up

So we had a hash, Saturday September the 26th, which was number 8 for us of 2009, I believe……

The slobbering pack met up at a quite Barksdale Professional center, on a quite and cloudy Saturday afternoon.

Hashers Present:
Thfkas, Beardless Clam, Troma Queen, Mary Fucking Poppins, Bitchard, I’ll Respect You in the Mouring, Just Erin, Just Silver, and many, many others.

Toxic Waste was the hare, and decided to make it a hobo themed hash, in honor of the great CSX train tracks that most of the trail was on, and in honor of the piss-warm, bad quality, but effective, booze that he served to us.

About 2:00 HST the pack decided to part, figuring nobody else would show since there were 3 much bigger, but certainly better, hashes going on in the quad state area.

On! On!
The hare drew the arrow pointing to the back of the parking lot and into some shiggy. And, down! down! down!, the steepest and most treacherous hill in the world we went, or at least it seemed by how long it took some hashers to get down it. And at the bottom of the hill, the FWB’s notice an arrow pointing to the train tracks.

On! On!
For a little while we go, until we find another arrow, pointing in the same direction we had been going on.

On! On!
Ditto#??!!

On! On!
We find not a BN, but a DN, and so we wait for the hare to catch up to us with the drink. And quite a drink it was, Toxic Waste may have just gotten back from hanging out with Doctor Who, because if his claims are correct, he managed to dump a 1.5 liter bottle of Vodka, into a 1 liter bottle of lemonade. And it sure tasted like it. So we enjoyed the initiation into our intoxication briefly because we had much more trail to go, and

On! On!
What a surprise, we find another arrow… going in the same direction we had been going, and then another one. We cross over the bridge at Casho Mill Rd, but unbelievably, a train did not come rumbling down, or any other time during this hash. We look behind us and see a late arriving Bitchard, dashing to catch with us, and the only one who had thus far a need to actually run on this trail. Toxic Waste served him a double of that toxic waste he was packing in his back pack, and

On! On!
We find a BN, this time, and the beer is there, sitting next to a makeshift grave site of somebody’s pe t, I guess, I hope. We enjoyed piss warm Beast Lite, on this not piss warm day and we are back on our way.

On! On!
We finally find an arrow pointing in a different direction and off the tracks, down a hill, and back into some shiggy. The FWB’s at this point, BC and MFP, find a falsly marked trail without a false or a check for that matter

On! On!
We at some point hook up with BH4’s most commonly used resource, the good Ole’ Mason Dixon trail, and find another beer stop. Several hashers discuss haring trails in the near future that they’ll probably forget to do. Just Silver and Just Erin enjoyed Capri Suns and stomping down vegetation.

On! On!
We come out to barksdale Rd, and then take right into the Country Hills development. For a brief time, Bitchard, BC, and MFP, decide to run, and run past the marks going to the obvious point B. But still end up back near the front anyway. The trail ends at Toxic Waste’s pad. We circle up eventually….
And enjoyed pizza and salad and more Beast Lite, and some popcorn I think, but I don’t think that was for us. I’ll Respect You in the Mourning arrived later on. And Fuckstik and Pelvis Chestly were present via the speaker phone.

All in all it was another shitty trail, and damn how uneventful. A hobo hash with no train going by and no police chasing us, and no one getting charged for endangerment of a child?!!!

Oh well, you can’t get it right every time.

Stay tuned for the next possible Blue Hen Hash possibly two weeks from now possibly being hared by Bitchard.

On! On!

MFP

*Quad State Area: Where Delaware, Maryland, Pennsylvania, and New Jersey, kind of, sort of, almost come together. This is, not to be confused with the Tri-State Area of Pennsylvania,20New Jersey and Delaware, or the DelMaVA peninsula/ Chesapeake Bay state area of Delaware, Maryland, Virginia and Washington DC.

write up, 2 hashes in the past

And so the pack gathered at the school near Tom’s for a trail hared by
MFP. HFKAS, Toxic Waste, Devil Woman, Crash Test Dummy, visitor Amber
Alert, Forgot your name in the Morning, a special guest appearance by
Welcome to my Birthday Suit and two friends of hers, Wick Wacker, Dirty
Wet P*ssy, Bearded Clam, Tee-Bagger, Hanna Job, GM Turkey Baster, his
friend Ranee (well shielded from the sun, though not the heat), some
other now nameless virgins, today’s scribe Butthead (bad lay), and
perhaps some other folks. Hmmm, was GIA there?
Well, we drank a bit, shopped for haberdashery, and caught up with
WTMBS, now a rarely attending Lehigh Valley hasher who was travelling
back from Richmond, and heading to Zoo Jersey for a concert en route
back to Richmond, so she could then head home to the Allentown area.
My, what a confused route she follows, which brings us to our trail.
The Lehigh valley hashers departed, lest they miss their concert, and
the pack departed, lest they miss trail. ON On. And it seems there
were marks. After strange yelps by Butthead, and trail diversions, we
progressed north along the Christina River headwaters, roughly following
the Mason Dixon trail.
Ahh, heat and heat, and sunshine, and a wee bit of shiggy and shade as
we left trail and progressed through Fairfield to the Beer at Fairfield
park. From there we migrated to another beer near by George M. Wilson
park, celebrated civil rights activist (best I recall, as Newark has no
info on their site for either the facility or the GMW park). There HJ
enjoyed a smoke, attempting to re-corrupt our hare and TB, whose
frequent cough has little to do with the disease for which she is
named, and several beers, as we mooned the construction crew working at
the new apartments going up, and attendees the the Wilson park pool.
On On, and so we continued, somewhere, and somehow got back into the
neighborhood across the street from the school @ which we started, and
found our way to MFP’s childhood home. We gathered, ate chips, and
verified no one was home, and descended to the basement for circle,
where HFKAS made sure everyone consumed for a many mindless reasons, and
I reviewed MFP’s brothers 8th grade desk and collection of honor roll
report cards. Eeegh Gaad, I may have to barf. Crash Test Dummy nosed
around, finding beer puddles to drink from and “toys” to chew, and in an
odd twist, Turkey Baster was injected with a saline solution. Pizza was
soon reported on premises, as the driver wanted to be paid, and Tee
bagger went to the grassy knoll beside the hill, as it was too hot in
the shade of the porch, and we ate pizza and remaining chips. The hare
was most gernorous in feeding us copius amounts of pepperoni and pizza,
and beer was plentiful as well, until it ran out.
On on…Directions were given back to the cars, and various mis-directed
routes back were followed by most. And then we…..left, went home, and
slipped into bliss. Though tea-bagger begged we attend the
neighborhood top of the hill for more Yeunglings, and we resisted.
Ok, add your own details, because my mamories are sagging. On out,
Butthead/BL.