Canadian Penny Slut was asked why she did not hash tonight. She said a recent mountain bike crash has left her hobbled. Wimp!

Jane takes the low road and figures she will therefore not have as far to fall as will Shallow Hole and Adam if they slip

Finger Nips hangs her head in shame as she admits she wore nothing shiny to hash as per hares instructions

The lack of a full-sized altar had Beer Fairy Canadian Penny Slut spending some time on her knees tonight...so to speak.

Still wading through the wilderness, Adam acts as a rear guard for Jane and Shallow Hole although I do not know what there is to fear around here. Other than missing Beer Check that is!!

Hairy gets an earful about trail from Maple Muff

Beer Check on the beach at the end of 14th Avenue was a little dicey thanks to the incoming tide.

Dangerous Erosion? Path Closed? That's a dare no self-respecting hasher would refuse to accept. On-on!

This was the sign at the door at six o'clock. At ten PM, I watched as the beertendress erased the word 'welcome' and replaced it with the word 'NO'!!

Just Jane makes every effort to keep her footsies dry as we struggle along beside Aptos Creek. The complexity of achieving this becomes more difficult the further we go

This week's trail began from Discretion Brewery whose motto, 'Wisdom Wit Kindness Beer' could also be adopted by the hash!

Here comes Cum Pumper pumping along. Looks as if she has two-thirds of her beer remaining.

Personally, I'm far more concerned about the resident mountain lions than some scrawny, under-fed dog.

This place has outlasted almost every other watering hole in town though the reason for it's success escapes me! Let's go in and check out the action.

The pleasures of Liquor Check a fond and fading memory, Canadian Penny Slut leads the litter into some deep and dark shiggy. I don't like the direction this trail has taken!!

When first looking at this sign you may think, They're warning me there's a lighthouse ahead?!? But upon close examination you'll note the waves cresting the jetty. We're about to find how true this can be. We HAVE to go out there as we've just seen the BN mark.

Ah, yes, glorious Beer Check. I overheard some jovial chatter about hanging hare dBASED though. Well, I THINK they were kidding anyway

Many harriers checked out our harriettes the rest of the evening to determine which of them lost their 38C bra along trail tonight!

Nipple Butt does not wish to be left out of the face-feed so he begs food from every hasher in attendance

Acting Hash Flash CSI here. I'm up to my favorite activity:photographing women's tattoos,ESPECIALLY if they're on her breasts!

Dung-Fu Grip interrupted his down-down upon realizing he was the only male Finger Nips did NOT try to pants today.

The hash contracted the Unwired Planet blimp, on it's way to an electronics show, to alter course and do a fly-over in Choka's honor

Twat Did You Say?, Shallow Hole, Fucked-Over Fest, TIMMY and Shameless Butt Plug were punished as backsliders.

Religion was held to the sound of sword fighting, a thankfully rare occurrence!

I don't know what Tits and Game is stuffing in Groucho Cocks' mouth but I DO know what he's stuffing in his left hand!!

Co-hares Electric Labia Land and Fap Jack waved goodbye after a typically uninformative Instructions of Trail.

Virgins Nate and Stephanie ponder their choices for Joke, Song or Body Part. Harriettes hoped for a trou-drop but both virgins went the joke route.

Fap Jack and Pink Cherry Licker were punished for holding hands and watching the sunset,Shallow Hole was chastised for stretching before trail and Tits and Game thanked(by the guys!) for flashing at last week's Slosh Ball game.

Dog Breath accused the hares of putting the Boob Check in a 'bad spot'!! Seconds after this, the manager of the business whose parking lot we commandeered for Religion kicked us out! Busted again. Goodnight from Trail 820. May the Hash go in Peace.(And not be arrested!)

Broke Bench's antics netted him a 'Bestiality's Best, Boys' down-down.

And the hares, Fap Jack and Electric Labia Land. Thanked for THREE Liquor Checks and one Beer Check but condemned for trail on the sand.

Canadian Penny Slut waits for Hugh Heifer to finish her suck so she can take the bottle into her mouth next. Princess Di(arrhea) waits on sloppy-thirds.

Cums With Instructions was set free to be replace by Under Mother Fucker by saying he desired sex with a pregnant woman and Straight To Gay for hitting on gay chicks.

Co-hares Occasional Rapist and Mortal Enema spoke at length about the greatness of their trail. They lied through their teeth. This is the last many of us would see of them until we were led to Beer Check.

I'd recognize those legs anywhere! I think we've found Cum Pumper traipsing through the shiggy.

Jane watches as Shallow Hole tries to keep her rear paws warm and dry as well. Unbelievably, Shallow Hole, even as drunk as she was, did not slip into the stream here.

Accuprick, Jizziki, Snapping Twat and Hairy Potter have reached that point along trail where they believe walking is completely acceptable.

Adam gets a chuckle when Twisted Fister tells him he thinks he's just contracted some water-borne disease. Adam tells him, 'Drink more beer, it'll kill anything, Fister!!'

Dog owners Finger Nips and Pussy Sipper are called up and accompanied by dog feeder Puff

Here are the harriers that dropped trou at the package check: Dung-Fu Grip, Ahhhto Bahng Stander, Saigon Sally, Dual Tools Up My Ass and Boner Malfunction.

These clouds were far more impressive LOOKING than anything else. Our drought still lives on.

And the hares...Occasional Rapist and Mortal Enema. Universally condemned for opting not to use much flour and for crossing their own trail multiple times, many choruses of Shitty Trail were sang for them.

Uh-oh! First hasher down appears to be Just Ciarra. Yes, she has a lot to learn about hashing, doesn't she?!?

Surf City H3 bids you a fond farewell. On-on to our regular Thursday hashes. Goodnight from Hash 742 Red Dress. May the Hash go in Peace.

Acting Hash Flash Thmp-Thmp tries for a 'mood shot'. I believe he was successful....it puts me in a BAD mood!

Here's Michael Fucking Vick. Convicted of bestiality, he will forever be 'connected' with dogs. At least it was a female dog. He, too, now resides in Alaska. In legalese, this is referred to as 'Flight to avoid prosecution'.

Pink Cherry Licker and Bacon Queef watch as Grassy Ass checks his lotto card. Suffice it to say he did not buy a round for the house after seeing his results.

Hash Rumor Central says Hugh Heifer put up some of the money to open this store after selling a couple pounds of her high-grade cannabis!!

In it's fund-raising days, these pint glasses cost a thousand bucks but entitled you to a free beer every day for the rest of your life.