Finger Nips decides to try hula hooping around the neck instead. She was successful but ended up choking herself as well!

Hound Pico sniffs out trail

Broke Bench Mountain and the Rapist journey along trying to dodge briars and avoid the p.o.

Hugh Heifer, Ho To Housewife, Shallow Hole and Dirty Dolmas strap the feed bag on which they only interrupted to suck down another beer!

Another Virgin,name to follow,maybe

ALL hashers can use some good life insurance

Having just arrived, and almost running the pack over in his truck, Groucho Cocks is punished as a late-cummer and a back-slider.

The second tunnel was in an area so remote only taggers and mountain lions know of it's existence! The hares saw some very large paw prints of an animal with no toe nails while scouting. YIKES!!

And the hares...Steamy Baanorrhea and Dung-Fu Grip. This is like drawing two jokers in a game of five card stud. Good night from Trail 1174. May the Hash go in Peace.

Here's a row of really dull-looking wamkers: Cuff My Muff, Twat Did You Say?, Pink Cherry Licker and TIMMY!!! Not a group you'd wish to party with!!

Twat Did You Say? proudly displays the lousy present she chose during the Tacky Gift Exchange.

Still feeling Thanksgiving-ly. Shallow Hole wear socks sporting a embroidered turkey. What does she do with these socks the other 364 days of the year?

Thmp-Thmp and Cock Throbbin' on-up along the Turkey Trail. Smart or just friggin' lazy? You make the call.

It's getting more and more difficult for Puff to find some of his favored Christmas decorations. At least ONE boater stills feels the Christmas spirit.

Bacon Queef and Tits and Game try to navigate a field without twisting an ankle in a gopher hole. Good luck with that one!

New Kids On My Cock celebrated his 125th hash while TIMMY an astounding (and some sad) 525th. Maybe a chorus of Get A Life! is in order?

The flock flies in for Religion

This is the point sticking into Monterey Bay Courtesy Flush decided to skirt around rather than climb. He looked like a wet Norwegian wharf rat after swimming around it!

Max Lode makes sure no scrap goes uneaten from the face-feed

Master Chef and Beer Drinker Most Excellent Banana Basher prepares himself for the coming Holocaust

I really want to know how that wanker Reese's Penis Butter Cock was able to insert himself into the bevy of beauties?!?

The picnic table became dog heaven after the face-feed in their search for scraps

Hugh reaches for (another) drink while the cold forces dBASED to consider leaving his current position

Silicon Valley's Nipples begins the doubt the wisdom of attending today's festivities

Hugh's award went 'under the knife' and came out looking fine while the cold forces dBASED to make a strategic retreat

Co-hares New Kids On My Cock and dBASED 'assume the position' as they feel certain punitive down-downs will be awarded for shitty trail. They were right, too!

And the hares...Ho To Housewife and Cock Throbbin'. While few of the hounds found trail funny, the hare-pair was amused with the comments we had about their trail.

'First Responders' Hairy Fuck 2.5 and TIMMY position themselves rather close to the four(count 'em-FOUR!!) beer containers

A British check. Besides not having flour to mark True Trail, it more closely resembles a cross than a check. Hang the hares from it I say

Tonya Hardon was appointed Beer Fairy for this edition of the Surf City H3 Religion

Reinforcing our belief she has no life, old kennel mate Deep Stroke came all the way down from San Francisco to find hashers who can put up with her. Still keeping his distance from his wife, Banana Basher walks with her.

cock Throbbin' carries the next picture-clue away from where she found it. It was a picture of Seson House at Cabrillo College. Off we go!

Hash Tag Generation walasmulla Region - Hambantota - womens' Training category

Jackoff's pickup lines are laughed off by a (very) experienced Hugh Heifer

Co-hare dBASED and New Kids On My Cock deliver Instructions of Trail. New Kids gives thumbs-up when asked if trail was good. This was proven to be a He flagrant lie!

Hooker On Kronix,Bitch and Ho To Housewife try to fend off unwelcome advances from these two harrjers.

While the oatmeal insured the rain would not obliterate trail,it did NOTHING to make it more visible on light-colored pavement

DuuHHH and Nipples begin sniffing from a check...and not liking what they smelled either

This week's Point A is one of the few true dive bars still standing in Santa Cruz, Ye Ole Watering Hole. I believe I should mention the correct spelling would be 'Olde'!

While dark as a coal mine under the redwoods,a break in the canopy revealed the sun just barely set. This glimpse of freedom was no consolation to the horror we were experiencing though

Here we see Just Foot Pussy swilling away at Liquor Check and appears to have no intention whatsoever of leaving anything for the hounds behind him.

Upon seeing the horns on his head Escrowtum dicides to keep a safe distance from Max Lode

Upon reaching the top of the mountain,we were greeted by DeLaveaga golf course's '19th hole'. We were denied admission to the clubhouse though for obvious reasons

Sal listens as acting RA Jackoff tells him how Religion works while Rod Lover looks to see if Sal cries or Jackoff laughs

Ah. That's better now she says. Now they smile for Hash Flash

A full moon shimmered above the wharf and Monterey Bay as the pack plodded along West Cliff Drive.

This steep drop was part of trail. Far below is Branciforte Drive. Even considering speeding cars, it was probably safer than this trail

Hugh Heifer and Occasional Rapist were honored for shaking their booty so efficiently at NorthSouth Intercourse last weekend.

Here's our 'wolf'. This is Poondoggy. Make all the jokes you want to about his name but I'm warning ya, Don't piss him off!!