Liquor Check even featured a dose of vitamin J. (Junk Food)

Poon Doggy recharges from the biggest puddle he can find while awaiting on-out from second alcohol stop.

Anyone recognize the tattoo pattern on Anne's left shoulder blade? Must be something kinky knowing her!

This object reminded me of the monolith in the movie 2001 which of course reminded me of our hare, TIMMY: A Spaced-Out Odyssey

Flip Flops On The Rocks was punished for not hashing trail.

With more than a little reluctance, the pack outed back onto trail knowing the hare-trio was not done with us quite yet.

Here we see Princess Di(arrhea) gracing Shiny Snail Trail with her necklace. She seems ecstatic. I wonder if her last boyfriend found her so easy to please?!?

Nothing I hate worse than seeing the city limits sign in my rear view mirror! Where the HELL are we going?!?

Pink Cherry Liker was punished for refusing lesbian sex at Brady's. Very unbecoming a hasher I dare say!

Fap Jack looks as if someone put something 'special' in his beer!

Hash Flash is accepting guesses as to what the hell In 'n Out meant by this

Genital Tongs was selected as the evening's Beer Fairy. She appears quite enamored with the proposition too, doesn't she?!?

Ska Skank Redemption and Finger Nips wait for the feeding frenzy to die down around the cooler at Beer Check.

Mercifully, no one fell for the hare arrow pointing in this direction!

Twisted Fister and Human Pube try to ignore Ralph knowing his fate may well be in THEIR future someday as well!!!

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This is the former SS Palo Alto, now colloquially called The Cement Ship. She has morphed from a tanker to an amusement ship to a fishing pier and now is naught but an artificial reef

Move to the other side of the bar and erase that credit!!! Goodnight from Trail 675. May the Hash go in Peace

Birthday co-hares Shallow Hole and Fap Jack deliver Instructions of Trail. Is was the just the sort of twaddle you'd expect from these two jokers.

Just Dan appears hesitant to be the first to take a pull of the Paul Masson brandy at Liquor Check. If you think he makes lousy wine, check out this hideous liquid sometime!!

Mercifully, the hare-trio did not have us jumping across the under-repair section of the walkway that floats in the lagoon.

Dung-Fu Grip and The Human Pube seek a quiet corner to hold an serious conversation. Blasphemous! What a terrible waste of good beer!

Close on Deep Stroke's cute little butt was Dog Breath. Look at how much he sweated trying to keep her rear end in sight!!

Here we are, on the cliffs along Pleasure Point. Trail length dictates Beer Check be pretty damn near. Enough alleys with huge mud puddles already!

Beer Check staged the farthest from the street in order to avoid detection by a passing constable.

Just Lori seems to be moving a little slower after leaving Liquor Check! TIMMY does his usual trick of 'guarding' the check while younger hashers solve it for him.

Trail turned the troops over the railing of the Soquel Avenue Bridge. Here we see Hugh Heifer getting ready to fall. She spent a lot of time rubbing along the rail too I noticed...

Soon Fap Jack, Pink Cherry Licker and Wicked Retahted illuminated the room to the point the camera flash was not necessary!

Today Is Monday, Transcuntnanal and Drink 'n Squirt were punished for running through someone's backyard to avoid having to squeeze through the fence.

Deep Stroke maintains a respectable distance from the bottle of Boone's Farm Fuzzy Navel while Broke Bench calculates his odds of surviving an encounter with this noxious liquid. Even Porter appears hesitant to get any closer

Broke Bench is washed along Market Street under Highway 1 with the rest of the trash

Religious Adviser Accuprick, who has exhibited a overwhelming tendency to choose attractive harriettes as his Beer Fairy, chose the ever-lovely Cumcerto as his victim this week

This is the first known official picture of our newest kennel mate. Please welcome.... Vaginal Repair Kit!

Bum Wine Check, behind a business that was still open, shows the deviousness of our hare-pair.

Princess Di(arrhea), Fap Jack, Pink Cherry Licker and Finger Nips have reached that point of trail where they feel walking is completely acceptable.

Hugh Heifer stops to window shop at The Hat Company searching for a new chapeau no doubt.

Broke Bench Mountain and Virgin Mary enjoy the beautiful view but isn't there an easier way of getting up here???

@ Hash Restaurant- Hirsch @ Western Avenue

GO THERE!!

Occasional Rapist feels the joy and excitement of 'ridin' the rails'!

Co-GM Thmp-Thmp delivers Instructions of Trail to our Virgins. Geez, there's almost as man of them as there are real hashers today!

Dual Tools Up My Ass prepares to see if he can get one MORE thing up there!

Just Heather assumes the position of obedience to receive her hash moniker.

TIMMY holds the first picture found directly across the street from Point A. It was a picture of a nearby mini-mart so off we went to discover the picture stashed there.

Fall Creek was 'falling' quite rapidly after the rains of recent. Mercifully, the hares found a bridge for us to use when crossing

We had a belated visit from The Human Pube who spent much time at the airport waiting for Just Laura's plane to leave the ground

Deadliest Snatch drags-butt up a hill of impressive incline on the Eagle Trail section of tonight's fiasco. She may think longer next time before taking another Eagle Trail!

A gentle breeze soon took the fog away to where even the twin stacks of Moss Landing became visible

Pixie,looking for a second mouth?

Second Cumming hobbles away from second Liquor Check. Hmmm, she must have spent too much time with that bottle of absinthe!!

Dung-Fu Grip counts the money hoping others have put in so much he need not pat his fair share!