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Hangs Loose was chided for being unable to find Surf City's pictures on our website. Try clicking on the word 'Flash', Hangs Loose!!
For his 65th birthday, TIMMY received a walker covered in PBR cans! I bet he drank them all himself too!
Twisted Fister slithers close to Reverse Cowgirlz hoping to get a 'proximity high' from her. I'm not sure he really wants to feel like a woman does after sex!!!
Finger Nips and Broke Bench Mountain, still sharing space, head on-down the steps from Mission Hill, both hoping this trail is soon over
Princess Di(arrhea): Cuff My Muff, have you noticed what this new bra does for my breasts? Cuff My Muff does not appear interested!
Virgin Jeff listens as Joke, Song or Body Part options are detailed. Hash Flash did not chronicle his response but I can safely say no males were happy with it!!
Back to Point A, Aptos Street Bar-b-q. We just made it under the wire for a face-feed. Goodnight from Trail 695. Mat the Hash go in Peace.
Virgin Trista serenaded us with a hash song! Obviously having been coached,she was joined at the altar by her sponsor,Shallow Hole
Here's the final picture on this year's Picture Hash and was next door to the start and the scene of Beer Check.
Puff the Magic Drag Queen stays here sometimes in the off-season to steal towels because they are monogrammed 'OP' just like his shorts!
This ledge on the side of the cliff towering above Monterey Bay began to shrink as the DFLs and walkers began to arrive. Drunks on a fifty foot cliff edge sounds like a really...bad...idea!!
Honor Ass,Hugh Heifer and Hairy Potter leave the safety of the picnic area behind and trudge into the woods
Religious Adviser Accuprick walks away from hare-pair Dung-Fu Grip and Puff the Magic Drag Queen over his disgust with a crappy trail.
I noticed Ho To Housewife has put her jacket on. She must be getting apprehensive as The Human Pube continues to stare at her!
Co-hare Cuff My Muff was congratulated for (mostly) successfully completing her 175th hash with Surf City.
Apple Bobber unwinds after his encounter with Mrs. Groper while Foot Loose and Panty Free and The Arabian Goggler laugh the night away
Difficult to see but a raccoon saw no need to wait till dark when there are great trash cans to be rummaged and pillaged at every bus stop
Ah. This is obviously Hash Cash Puff the Magic Drag Queen's area: A stack of our calling cards, a pint of ale, a bottle of Swiss absinthe and a note book for the names of half-minds attending!
And the hares...Twisted Fister and Cock Throbbin'. Special mention was made pertaining to the private yard or squeeze through the fence section of trail!
Despite universal condemnation, co-hares Finger Nips and Dung-Fu Grip appeared to immensely enjoy their down-downs.
Fucked-Over Fest, who arrived after on-out, is laughed at for being confused by the hares' 'hook' mark and ran in circles for 5 minutes!!
Hares: Let's put a back check here. No, a check is what we need. No, it should be a false. Oh, crap. We've screwed THIS up, just mark the damn thing out!
Looks as if Fucked-Over Fest and Just Karee have had enough beer for one hash! Goodnight from Trail 756. May the Hash go in Peace.
Slonad,temporarily blinded by the flash of the camera, narrowly avoided getting 'up close and personal' with this light pole. I'll try to do better next time!
Dog Breath hid when backsliders were called up. However, he was captured next for his backsliding ways and was joined by Fucked-Over Fest who was unable to retrieve a song from his little half-mind.
This was Point A for Hash 660. It may have first opened in 1947 but I bet it's been closed more of the intervening years than open!
Here the last known photo of Just Brian. Yep, this was his fifth hash. Allow me to present our newest kennel mate to you.....
Something Blew, Just Nick, USO Oh Ohh! and Fap Jack take a break after that strenuous trail....of four blocks!
I wonder if this motel stole this sign from Frenchy's? It looks like one that should be over their back door
This road construction sign:Expect Delays,could have been dragged to the on-out by the hares and used as Instructions of Trail (Bovine Excrement)
Here's just Sara receiving her congratulatory down-down for the completion of her fifth hash with us. Sadly, neither she nor Anne were saddled with a hash moniker tonight. I think the pack was too damn tired to come up with anything!
Thursday evening? HA! we prefer to view it as Friday Eve here in the Cruz. Urban Outfitters? Cinema 9 movie house? Forget it, we're dancing in the streets THIS night!
Traveling companions Bromancing The Mangina and Scalded Squirrel pose for the picture they'll put on this year's Christmas card.
Occasional Rapist was called up for saying today was the 14th anniversary of the '89 earthquake when it's obviously the 24th. Cumcerto, an accountant, and dBASED, her (current) husband, were punished for not catching this simple arithmetic error
Broke Bench Mountain has told me he's done some foolish things in his life and has big balls but I had no idea until now that....
Achy Break Snatch was chastised for flashing at the Can'd H3 hash multiple times but NEVER flashing at her mother hash!
Achy Breaky Snatch points to her beer and says, This is just the first of many! By the way, that's her stepdad, New Kids On My Cock, in the background.
This is the second time in as many visits to DeLaveaga Park that we've stumbled across reformed harriette Tater Tits. (in white) Here she is again with two friends walking their Rhodesian Ridgebacks.
Just our usual bevy of beauties at a Surf City hash: Cumz Out My Nose, Snatch.cum and Goldie Coxxx. Ho-hum.
Significant swilling occurred here while awaiting the arrival of DFL's Dung-Fu Grip and Ho To Housewife. They completed every wet step of trail in Carbonera Creek. Half-minds!!