Theme: What do you think?
When: Saturday, July 12th, 14:00, HST
Where: The Anti-Cock homestead, ## Wendell, MA (978) 544-8604
Okay, so I'm the scribe - but it feels a little funny doin' a hash trash for a Hash you've co-hared. But here goes, If somebody would like to, I'd sure appreciate it, that you write up your version of the weekends festivities and trail. Thanks, AC.
HVH3 No. 69, Yep! Our 69th.
Location: Well let's just say, "Wastin' away again in Wendellville"
Hash Theme: Buffett
Trail: Death March - 6 1/2 miles of pure Wendell shiggy. (Mountain Laurel thickets,
Water obstacles, swamps, mosquitos, deerflies, etc...)
List of Hashers: Co-hares/ Anti-Cock, Cainus Lickus, Madame Flutterby.
HVH3: Dewey Do Me, Comes On Vacation,
Mothers Little Douche Bag, Cajonas, Packed Full'ah Seamen
BH3: Bang Cock,Manage A Twat, Pony Express, Cum Chowdah,
Just Heather/ Beaver, Cums Alone, Puff 'N Stuff, Paris Sucks,
Heat Seaking Nipple Finder, Sponge Bath Square Pants,
Rodent Feltcher, Fudge Sickle, Anal Avenger,
Deposits In Rear, Shaves A Hairy Ass, Wintoes, Just Denise,
and a couple more virgins whose names are not in front of me, but
we can do an addendum later.
Woosta' H3: Blackhole, Masta Nater, My Newt Dick, Just Cory,
Just Toby, Just Deej, Missing Nuts
Hardfarts: Follow My Tits.
I Think I'm forgetting a couple. Beer and Jack Daniels for three days has
nothing to do with it...
People started to arrive Friday night. It was raining , but the small crowd tapped the kegs and got on with the serious business of partying. Mostly we were rather tame and were saving our energy for Saturday.
Saturday saw most of the arrivals. People set up tents and shuffled cars ( and a huge shaggin' wagon RV ) we also had enough time for a copule of beers before trail began.
Madame Flutterby did the chalk talk and explained trail markings, (blue hash, orange tape, and chalk). A Safety brief was then sortof held. Meanwhile we were passing a bottle of green label Jack Daniels around the circle. It went around aaand around about three times and was then gloriously drained.
Then it was On-On! Trail went right out of the driveway, south on Locke Village Road. A check was soon sighted with many of the pack choosing a false rather than true trail, but they soon turned around and headed (yeah, yeah, Who said...) into the woods. Trail wigged and wagged thru dense underbrush and then emerged onto a section of abandoned road. Trail proceeded due west. The FRBs mistook a plain orange tape for true trail, which caused some to veer off trail. The trail then snaked thru tough underbrush at the site of the old Bullard Farm. Here trail crossed Old Bullard Farm Road and continued west into really deep woods. I believe Anal Avenger somehow began his own trail at about this point. Cainus and I were sweeping trail, but somehow Anal Avenger was missed. A couple other Hashers were lured off trail here, Masta Nater and Packed Fullah Seamen, to name a couple, FMT too I Think.
Anyway, trail got thick going into, around, Mountain Laurel Thickets, a stream full of dive bombing mosquitoes, and a small swamp. At the stream, a cleverly laid and very long false got qiute a few people off trail. The FRBs followed the false, but the rest of the pack heard the FRBs and went offtrail to follow the sounds - BUT, by then the FRBs were already returning, causing confusion in the ranks. This did have the desired effect of slowing everybody down. Packed Fullah Seamen and Masta Nater caught up at this point, along with Cainus and FMT. ( But still no AA)
Trail continued west to West Street in Wendell. A check at the emegence point was reached with true trail going north on West Street. A very long false led south.
True trail then led to the intersection of Montague Road and a check, with a short false to the east. True Trail continued west about one mile to the first beer check. Everyone caught up here except Anal Avenger. In our Jack Daniels shrouded minds, we somehow neglected to save him a beer. ( Sorry bout that). True trail then commenced west again on Montague Road thru the Wendell State Forest. There were many falses laid and almost all the falses were followed by many people.
Trail then went into the Ruggles Pond Picnic and Recreation Area. It curved around the beach and the back side of the pond. Trail then should have been followed giving a wide berth to a small swampy area, but for some reason, some Hashers decided to cross a log thru a muddy section and got pretty muddy themselves. Trail bent around the back of Ruggles Pond then ran uphill thru shiggylicious woods to the second beer check on Brook Road. Blackhole and Comes On Vacation were the first Wankers to reach the second beercheck.( I know, cause I shortcutted to the beercheck to greet them! )
Trail then went north on Brook Road to the Turkey / Eagle split. People were forewarned that the Eagle trail would involve swimming about 250 yards across Wickett Pond. Most people chose the Eagle and were refreshed by the swim.
Trail then went NE to the Wickett Pond Boat Launch beach and the third beer
check. Cainus and I threw Madame Flutterby into the Pond because he chose the Turkey trail. ( It was a payback for him because he and Sphincter did that to me at last years Wendell hash.) :-)
Anyway, the trail pretty much beelined for about two miles back to the SP via Wickett Pond, Montague and Locke Village Roads.
Folks had a long time to do beer rejuvenation before the circle.
Circle was RA'd by Puffy, who was still nursing a hoarse throat from last weeks TITS Hash. The HVH3 got to name NFN Herb. From hence forth he will be known as, "Packed Fullah Seamen" in honor of his service to this country as a submariner. ( He can be called "Packie" for short in honor of his love affair with beer.) The Woostah H3 got to name one of their own too.
The name, " Comes Half Way", was bestowed on ( I think it was) NFN Toby.
Many, many violations were paid for in numerous down downs. One violation was paid for in a way I'd never seen done before. Flutterby was accused of something, and had to do an Anal Down Down off of Anal Avenger's Ass Crack. I had to do a "69" down down, which was sortof Australian? I had to do a hand stand and try to break the law of gravity by drinking a beer. It didn't really work.
Circle eventually was broken after much revelry, song and religion.
After chow, FMT started a bonfire back by the barn. Most of the evenings revelry continued back there, but no one violated any of the sheep or our Llama.
A Midnight Naked hash was held at about "Oh Dark 45" ( 12:45 a.m.)
Most everyone awoke rather early on Sunday and had farm fresh eggs, bacon, sausage, beer, coffee, whiskey, biscuits, toast, more beer and whiskey, etc.
I'm leaving some stuff out, but this is getting way too long,( But not as "Too damn long" as yesterdays trail. :-)
Dewey and I wanna thank everybody for cumming. As hosts we had a really great time. We had lots of help and it is very much appreciated. Special thanks to the co-hares and COV. COV and Cainus printed out tags and hooked them up with lanyards, and also did some tee shirt iron ons for the HVH3 69th. If you'd like one, I think their plan is to make Tee shirts with the same design, and you can place an order with them.
Anti-Cock
HVH3 Scribe