Tuesday, August 19, 2008

pictorial hash write up


hash write up

So we had yet another hash on Sunday, August the 17th, 2008 A.D. Our 9th, I believe, of this year.

We had: Many beer stops, and again, much running. We also had a New Boot, an appearance by our GM Emeritus, an appearance by our current GM, yet another run in with law enforcement, lots of dogs urinating on people, and lots of Chinese food- hopefully without any dogs in it, though I did notice it got into some dogs.

Hashers Present: in no particular order

Devil Woman
Pelvis Chestly
Happy Ending
Thunder Thighs
Turkey Baster
Toxic Shock (Not to be confused with Toxic Waste, who had to watch the kid that day)
Dead Head
Just Karen (Our New Boot)
Just Peter (A recent former New Boot)
And many, many others (For Real!), Including;

Butthead/Badlay Dancing Fool
Death Wish Mary Fucking Poppins
Yeast of Burden Crash Test Dummy
Fuk Stik Snip and Tuck (From Philly)
Bitchard Butt-Light
Slut Master Digital Dick

Bitchard and Thunder Thighs were da hares.

So….. The slobbering pack met out front of Bitchards and TT’s place on 3 Wayne Drive in Belfont, or Bellview or whatever the fuck that place in North Wilmington is called at about 2:pm HST. Before we left for trail got to pour down some Canadian and British brews, in honor of Britain winning three Gold Medals in the Olympics, and Canada winning none. Our GM Emeritus and current GM, accompanied by their partners in crime and a dog, arrived just as we were done the chalk talk. And off and up Carr Rd. we went.

On! On!
The trail went into Bellview industrial park, and then into Bellview actual Park. The hares ignored the three marks in a certain direction being the true trail rule, and many members of the pack got their exercise for the week in by running miles and miles up hills in the wrong direction.

On! On!
Trail eventually led to good ole’ Governor Prince Boulevard and across the road we found……….

State Park Rangers, Oh fucking great! The state of Delaware, in its great wisdom, recently decided to give that toxic swampland under the Railroad Bridge and along the Delaware River the honor of being a part of state park land. We didn’t get to much of a hassle from them, they were just wondering why Happy Ending’s Subaru Outback was parked on the side of20the Blvd. Fortunately, Thunder Thighs had already grabbed the beer out of the car and hid in the bushes under the over pass bridge, and out of site of Delaware’s finest. So we got to enjoy our first Beer Near unintterputus.

On! On!
We went under an Amtrak bridge and then we continued along following trail through the wetlands, fortunately it wasn’t high tide. We enjoyed climbing over rocks, many felled trees and many piles of used condoms and empty beer cans. Thank God it wasn’t long before we found some non-empty beer containers. We had us some pony size bottles of Rolling Rock at the Second Beer stop on the scenic Delaware River. The hare pointed us to a check back, which sent us back to the last check back across Governor Prince. We stopped for a third beer at the same place we stopped for the first. Somewhere around this time, Butthead/Bad Lay and some other people got pissed on by a couple of Dogs, so I heard.

On! On!
Trail went down the Blvd, and then up a street that was up a hill, a very big hill. Fuk Stik disappeared following a false trail, and about half the pack either short cut or jumped into Happy Endings car and went back to the hares place. –Good God people! It’s not like the trail was that long, at least not for a Bitchard Trail.

On! On!
Trail went across a road, and into the woods, and up another hill, and past a lake.

On! On!
The woods led back to Belview Industrial Park, its a miracle nobody had followed that leg of the trail backwards at the beginning of the hash.

On! On!
We trespassed through a few yards of Bitchard’s neighbors, and came back to point A, which was also point B, where we found Dancing Fool, Fuk Stik and a half a dozen other short cutters and auto hashers.

After about an hour we remembered to circle up with a very Rusty Butthead as RA. Since the hares refused to buy any shit beer for the hash we were forced to use refreshingly cold Bass Ale for the down downs. That is, until Dancing Fool provided us some piss warm Keystone Light that he probably found down by the railroad tracks somewhere.
Penalties and rewards were laid out, songs were sung.

MFP got it for first blood, Fuk Stik got it for first in, Just Karen got it for being a new boot, and I got20too drunk to remember who got what for what after that. A sickly looking, auto-hashing, Digital Dick made it to circle in time. But not too sick to drink beer with us- Ha! A seemingly confused or very drunk Butthead, seemed to forget he was running circle, and got pissed on by his dog again. So Fuck Stik took over.

After circle, Bitchard and Thunder Thighs ordered us a whole bunch of Chinese Food, and picked up a case of New Castle’s finest Brown Ale- That’s New Castle, UK – not New Castle, DE, folks. And a great On After was had. It was way better than BH4 deserves. But still, I have to say…………………….

All and All

It was another Shitty Trail!

Stay Tuned for the Next possible Blue Hen Hash possibly hared by Squats on Request possibly around Newark somewhere possibly this coming weekend or the next.

On! On!

Monday, August 11, 2008

Hash on the Sunday, August 17

There will be a BH4 hash this weekend. It's in North Wilmington, hared by
ThunderThings & Bitchard, starting at 2pm hash time on Sunday. It will
start and end at Chez Nous, so that would be a good place to park.
Directions to Chez Nous: From I95 heading north, take the Marsh Road/exit
#9. Keep left at the fork onto Carr Rd North, and immediately cross the
lights at Marsh Rd. You should be following Bellevue State Park signs. Do
not re-enter I95, but keep right on Carr Rd, driving 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 at #3, which is the
first house on your left (but Wayne Dr is a D, so if you take the second
Wayne Dr, we're the last house on the right!).
>From I95 heading south from Philly, at the PA/DE state line 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, and go 0.9 miles as above.
Any problems, call Thunder on 302-373-4121 or Bitchard on 302-690-9442.
On On!

Monday, August 04, 2008

Hash Write Up

So we had a hash on Sunday, August the 3rd, 2008 AD.

We had 3 drink stops, a birthday, lots of running, lots of pizza, and lots of people accidentally locking themselves in the bathroom. Oddly enough, there wasn’t lots of whining. Oh wait! This wasn’t a Hockessin Hash, - that would explain it.

Hashers Present:

Weird Al
Mary Fucking Poppins
Panic Button
Thunder Thighs
Beardless Clam- the hare
And many, many others.

The Slobbering pack met up on the front porch of BC’s place on the corner of Trites and Garfield Avenue in Ye’ ole historic Norwood, PA. We enjoyed a few cold Pennsylvania Ales, 10 bucks for a 30 pack- I heard, in the shade for a while, thinking that maybe our GM might so up, before embarking on Blue Hen’s most recent Shitty trail. The hare points us in the direction of the first mark, made by bouncing a flour covered tennis ball, and were off by about 2:41 real time, 2:15 HST.

On! On!
We run down the street, and around the corner and around another corner. We all run past a check and a false cleverly placed. In fact, so cleverly placed that none of us sees it until we backtrack to the last mark after losing trail. Skidmarks and Panic Button keep going the wrong way until they find true trail again, something they did pretty much during the entire hash- clever bastards. Eventually the other 5 of us, are able to find the marks which eventually lead to a BN and a Nissian Exterra, with our hare, and a cooler full of Pennsylvania’s finest brew. We drank our beers by a park that is referred to by the locals as “The Hollow” for some reason. We were entertained by a band that was practicing in their garage near by, with the garage door opened. The slobbering pack took turns kicking a soccer ball around. The hare points to the next mark that is down the hill.

On! On!
We follow trail down the hill, which then takes a turn back up the hill and right back up by where we were drinking beers a few minutes earlier.
=0 A

On! On!
We go past the park and down a road and then down a path that goes past a creek. We encounter a check back 4, and then go back up the rd in the direction we were running just a minute before. The hare is a clever bastard, or in this case a clever tramp.

On! On!
Trail goes through a high school parking lot and thru the back of the high school campus until it leads us down a hill to a place called Ridely Lake, which looks more like a river, for our next BN stop. This time we get to enjoy some pre-made frozen Hurricanes, with the spoons provided, as we watched a few dozen locals hopelessly trying to catch a fish in that place.

On! On!
We follow trail down a bike path, then go up a few hills, over a few bridges, and around a few corners. Skidmarks and Panic Button go the wrong way, again, for a while until they find the trail again and get way ahead of the rest of the pack. Weird Al disappears for a while, then re-appears at the 3rd beer near at a place called Prospect Park. We hung out by a table that old guys use to play checkers on; we had enough old guys with us to make use of it.

On! On!
We go down another street and around another corner. Somebody mooned somebody and somebody flashed somebody. Skidmarks and Panic Button lead the pack the wrong way again and then pick up true trail again. Weird Al disappears somewhere to get his motorcycle.

On! On!
Some hashers follow the true trail to the obvious On In! and some hashers follow the obvious route to the obvious On! In! MFP is first in of the people who continued to follow trail. Bitchard limped his way to the finish and got to be, for the first time in his hash career- as far as I know, DFL. Damn! Getting Old sucks! We circled on BC’s front porch.

Beardless Clam, our Hash Harlot, had to do a down-down for being the only BH4 officer to actually hare a trail this year when scheduled. MFP had to drink for being first in, Weird Al for auto-hashing, Skidmarks and Panic Button for Short Cutting, and Bitchard for being Dead Fucking Last. Gomez, Panic Button, and BC had to drink for being the only Pennsylvania residents who went on a hash based in Delaware that took place in Pennsylvania. Bitchard and MFP had to drink because MFP had thought he heard Bitchard make an announcement on the radio earlier this week. Bitchard had to drink again because it was his birthday.

At the On In we enjoyed veggies and dip, crackers and cheese, several varieties of pizza, ice cream cake,-in honour of Bitchard’s Birthday, and of course, more beer. At some point BC’s lighter disappeared, an investigation is ongoing, and several people accidentally got themselves stuck in her bathroom. BC claimed this was due to an error in carpentry by her father, and not our own stupidity- How sweet of her.

All in All it was another Shitty Trail.

So my dear readers, all 2 or 3 of you………………………………………

Stay tuned for the next possibly Blue Hen Hash, possibly hared by Bitchard and Thunderthighs, possibly on Sunday, August 17th, possibly in North Wilmington. And possibly for a Blue Hen Hash possibly after that, possibly hared by Squats on Request with possible help by Thfkas, possibly around Newark somewher e.

On! On!

Friday, August 01, 2008

Remember, Hash on Sunday

Hey Blue Henners,

Just a reminder, We are still having a hash this Sunday, I think, at 2pm, at 240 Garfield Ave Norwood Pa 19074.

If anybody who still likes to hash that lives the Newark Area wants to carpoole up there, let me know soon, I think its about a 45 minute drive from here.

directions: 95n exit 9b take 420 right at 2nd light onto Chester pike(rt 13) 3rd light make a left onto Amosland rd go over train bridge 1st street past Interboro high school make a right onto Trites ave 3rd stop sign is Garfield ave house is on the corner on the right
park on the street or in the driveway if there is room :)

Oh yeah, this is BC's first time haring solo for us, so lets make sure not to take it easy on her.

On! On!