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The road trail has been using has just become what would be a poor excuse for even a fire road! And still trail marches on. It is now so dark, Hash Flash's camera is useless!
This was the horrifying sight that greeted us just minutes after outing. A creche belonging to a neighbor of dBASED's was sadly lacking it's centerpiece. And NO, we did not have anything to do with this atrocity.
This gentleman has occupied this spot almost every night since Pacific Avenue was reopened after the 1989 earthquake. And sadly, since then his musical repertoire has neither changed NOR improved!
Fucked-Over Fest awaits Hugh Heifer's answer to his proposal that she continue her 'efforts' in a more private environment!
This is how Banana Basher envisions himself in his dreams...and ONLY in a dream would it ever be true
Cuff My Muff asks Hugh Heifer if she really going to hash this trail. All the while I see Scribe Princess Di(arrhea) taking notes
Virgin Nate responds to Joke, Song or Body Part the way harriers want: With a joke! Sorry, harriettes.
Jizziki thinks, Maybe I bought too many glo-sticks. I guess I can make a hula hoop out of them though!
As the hare's final insult,this barbed wire fence had been knocked over and made a better trip wire than fence!
Eyelids at half-mast, I'm glad Princess Di(arrhea) does not have a drink in front of her! Goodnight from Trail 775, Toys for Tots. May the Hash go in Peace.
Second alcohol stop was on the corner of Mission Street and Western Drive. FRB and now the pick-up hare, Dung-Fu Grip, looks at the map and plans his route for the next leg of trail.
Note how Dog Breath(on-right) has deftly situated himself at a table full of hot harriettes. This man is NOT as stupid as he appears to be!
Beer Check in a field as far from the nearest home as the hare could find. Sadly, this is also where Hash Flash experienced battery failure. Goodnight from Trail 792. May the Hash go in Peace.
Here's Just Sarah blowing a penis whistle. She has the look of someone that does not especially enjoy such an endeavor either!
Here's Bloody Wanker and Ska-Skank Redemption. I see the tequila from the Palomar is catching up with them. Hwy, Bloody Wanker, save that tongue. You may need it later tonight!!
Harriettes Row:Hugh Heifer, Just Linda and Occasional Rapist commiserate over trail while Nipple Butt searches for some water
And to that end, meet Bony's newest best friend: Jeff the beertender! Goodnight from Trail 634. May the Hash go in Peace.
dBASED was allowed to remain at the altar...as the evening's hare. And to think, I didn't even know Satan had a son until I met dBASED!! Goodnight from Trail 715. May the Hash go in Peace.
Everyone makes the most of the treats provided by Occasional Rapist and dBASED. Goodnight from Trail 833. May the Hash go in Peace. Merry Christmas from everyone in Surf City H3 to hashers everywhere.
Casting caution to the wind, the final Beer Check was in the street back at the start. Everyone was too tired to care by now.
Here's Shallow Hole and Shiny Snail Trail negotiating the last downhill into second Beer Check. Both appear overjoyed at leaving the forest primeval behind!
This is Surf City's answer to Typhoid Mary, dBASED. dBASED is carrying the pneumonia virus and waiting for his chance to spread it via the down-down chalices during Religion
Taking a corner table in hopes of staying above the fray were Broke Bench Mountain and Cumz Out My Nose. This ploy proved largely unsuccessful.
Just Kassis assumes the proper position and watches as Co-RA Dung-Fu Grip pours what she recognizes will be her first down-down as an full-fledged harriette.
Waxi-pad was punished for staying at the brewery and not setting so much as one rear paw on trail. Look up the word 'lazy' in the dictionary and all you'll see is Waxi-pad's picture!
TIMMY has decided the safest way of getting down the last, steepest part of the hill is to slide on his butt!!
This was the only light emanating from the Boardwalk at the end of January. In four months we will find it difficult to lay a trail around here though.
The affect of all the drugs beings taking it's toll as Hugh Heifer threatens to fall asleep standing up, something only a true 'heifer' could do!
Liquor check featured Fireball Cinnamon Whisky. Here we see Fap Jack, who has obviously sucked down too much, Dung-Fu Grip proving his half-mindedness while Thmp-Thmp waits to make a fool of himself as well.
Shallow Hole was awarded a congratulatory down-down because the RA likes her Hash Trash. Knowing Accuprick, that's probably not ALL he likes about her!!!
I believe there is so much to see here to give the ladies something to look at. The guys are always scoping out the beertendress
Too Drunk To Fuck, Get up and Run Bitch, Virgin Jon and Gray Drapes listen as Thmp-Thmp relates a few of his most memorable hashing experiences. I found the I-finished-a-trail-one-time story the most enchanting
Here's Point A this week. While the sign is nothing special, what IS special is the fact it's surrounded by SUNLIGHT! Yes, we've weathered another winter,albeit a dry one, and have survived to see the return of sunlight to hashing.
Many in the pack feared this sheer rock face was going to be our cruel hare's on-out from first Beer Check! Mercifully, on-out was 'merely' through a huge field of poison oak instead!!
Twat Did You Say?, Canadian Penny Slut and Occasional Rapist follow Nipple Butt along trail hoping he can sniff out flour
Shiny Snail Trail and Shallow Hole try their hand, well, more like their hips, at hula hoops. I can tell you they set no records for longevity this day!
Genital Tongs munches a hamburger she had delivered from a restaurant next door to the start. She told the wait person she was late to the hash and had some catch-up drinking to do!
Today Is Monday (Sorry, EWH3) uses both hand rails after crossing the trestle over Capitola to regain his stability which was only marginal to begin with.