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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.
Virgin Jeff and Snapping Twat on-out at a blistering pace. This lasted all the way until the first check!!
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.
Just Steve and Fucked-Over Fest survived another grin-and-bear-it moment at the hash by christening their new shoes.
Co-hare and birthday boy Fap Jack listens as Randi Bambi attempts to pry Beer Check location from him. Insufficient bribe money was offered though.
Dung-Fu Grip and Fucked-Over Fest wait, money in hand, to get one more beer before on-out. Both are well-known heavy drinkers.
Hugh Heifer finds trail through a fence and bushes and emerges unscathed onto the tracks. Less daring hounds had to circle far around to the truck in the background
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!!
When polled for their opinion of trail, Ska Skank
Redemption and Finger Nips expressed their opinion succinctly!!
dBASED, notoriously afraid of cold weather, already wears his Happi Coat while waitperson Hailey gathers the first discarded glass of the evening.
Yes, we're back to Redz. Hash Flash refused to take his camera out of it's waterproof bag in the pouring rain. Let's watch people dry off and eat now.
Just Steve and Just Andrew(carrying the remnants of Liquor Check in a CLEAR bag!) head through a parking lot deftly avoiding a CHP officer in the next lot over.
She was feeding quarters into this machine in the guy's bathroom. Good afternoon from Trail 606. May the Hash go in Peace.
Taco Tramp was chided for abandoning the Watermelon Head Award she was given yesterday in the walk-in cooler at her brother's restaurant.
Beer Check on the harbor jetty was in full-tilt boogie mode by the time Eagle Trail DFL's TIMMY and Puff the Magic Drag Queen arrived. These bastards better have left us a beer!!
Pink Cherry Licker and Shallow Hole celebrate the joy of surviving the shiggy and, furthermore, NOT being hit by a wayward golf ball! I'd watch that cactus to your left though!!
Here's the patch Puff the Magic Drag Queen gave to those that attended his 1000th hash. I note the dragon is wearing OP shorts.
Moose Turd Pie and Slonad leave civilization behind and head on-up a foot path and through a small patch of poison oak. We've just passed the Turkey-Eagle split.
Co-hares Ho To Housewife and Hugh Heifer said little during Instructions of Trail and made even less sense.
Religion over, RA Dung-Fu Grip walks away from the altar, chairs begin to be folded up for the trip home. The 2016 edition of Wharf to Barf is winding down.
Here's the worst-of-the-worst still milking the bar for all it was worth. Goodnight from Trail 762. May the Hash go in Peace.
Virgin Carolyn soon joined the other Virgins. Carolyn flashed after being heckled by her daughter(!) and the Marines spit up jokes.
The last to leave. See? I told you Cumcerto finally stayed for on-on-on! Goodnight from Trail 734. May the Hash go in Peace.
Virgins Ryan, Alice and Lynette survived Joke, Song or Body Part. Lynette crooned while Ryan and Alice showed their little white butts!
Hugh Heifer, Virgin Brady, Cumcerto, The Human Pube, Slonad and Steamy Baanorrhea are fine with allowing those less lazy than themselves solve this check for them.
Hugh Heifer heads on-up from Liquor Check on the banks of Soquel Creek. I'm so glad no one went for a swim. I sure as hell wasn't going in after 'em.