Christina raises her glass to salute the pack as a name is settled upon to morph her from a mere mortal into one of the most desired creatures on the face of the earth: A harriette! Allow me to introduce....

The pack discussed whether to even bother leaving the Crepe Place restaurant or just stay here and drink. As is usually does with hashers, poor judgement won, we headed on-out on trail.

TIMMY almost wept upon seeing this bridge and exclaimed, Where were you at the LAST crossing?!?

Needless to say, the pack paid absolutely no attention to the 'No Trespassing' part of this sign.

TIMMY, Just Dan and Just Pauline surround co-hares Twisted Fister and The Human Pube to make sure they do not lay any more crappy trail.

Little Kahuna was welcomed back as a backslider. He's been living in South America of late and it took him years to sneak back into the States!

Beer Check was concealed at Dung-Fu Grip and Puff the Magic Drag Queen's neighbor's house

Beer Check was well-attended (as usual!) and a welcome sight after the mud-slicked hills and dark, puddle-filled alleys.

It appears they spent far more money on the decoration on their outdoor bar-b-que than on the grille itself. It has not been cleaned in decades!

First-Responders Fap Jack, Pink Cherry Licker and Wicked Retahted energize the glo-sticks.

TIMMY provided the fire pot and Dung-Fu Grip brought his fire stick. I think we'll see him waving his long thing around after Religion.

Apple Bobber, Thmp-Thmp and Hugh Heifer on-down the darkened street beside the Museum of Natural History happy after their visit with the mai tai jar at Liquor Check.

Old-timers will remember New Kids On My Cock. He refused to hash a TIMMY trail though. We have, however, now found someone taller than Dung-Fu Grip!

Just Shane, Pink Cherry Licker, Shallow Hole and TIMMY view a GPS device trying to outguess the hares.

Returning as On-Sec is dBASED as new co-GM's Fap Jack and Pink Cherry Licker think, Not AGAIN!

On-on-on was back at Tampico. Not much eating going on but there was plenty of drinkin' to make up for it! Good-night from Trail 852. May the Hash go in Peace.

The outdoor drinkin' area at Beer Thirty began to fill well prior to on-out time.

Finger Nips and Today Is Monday sample the wares at Liquor Check. This time it was some hideous red wine in a box.

Drink 'n Squirt is thinking the scenery's nice but where the hell is that Beer Check?

And the hares...Princess Di(arrhea) and Thmp-Thmp.Their so-short-you-can-walk-it-trail was deemed so poorly marked, length did not matter!

In one more day,the sand of Seabright Beach will not be visible,it will be covered with tourists invading the Cruz for the Fourth of July holiday

If you're thinking it appears the entire bar area is being consumed by hashers, you'd be 100% correct!! (Hash Flash says proudly!)

Puff the Magic Drag Queen Iistens as acting Religious Adviser TIMMY details his crimes:625 Surf City hashes,over 560 of which are consecutive

Thmp-Thmp and Finger Nips plod along the railroad tracks. They do not appear enthused with trail so far.

There's barely enough water this year to keep the slime and pond scum alive!

Hangs Loose was punished for talking constantly as well as loudly in circle.

Religion was at Wicked Retahted's massive complex and was complete with the traditional bonfire too.

Here's the cable car tracks leading on-down to The Shadowbrook Restaurant and Soquel Creek in the background. Make sure he/she is worth it before taking them here for dinner!!

Diddler On The Roofie and Fucked-Over Fest toast each other and promise a successful trail. We can only hope...

This beautifully-maintained mansion used to have a small contingency of wild animals on the property

Trail Mystery #2: Another of Serial Box's quizzical trail marks. And yes, someone did place the bottle in a recycling bin

Want to make a group of hashers actually obey traffic signals? Easy. Just add a cop car to the picture!!

TOMMY Hilfingerher recives a special welcome for Religious Adviser dBASED as they share Long Beach H3 as their Mother Hash.

Over half the bar area was consumed by hashers. Admittedly, not an uncommon event.

Upon hearing the lies of co-hare Banana Basher, Cuff My Muff tries to right the wrongs he has told the troops.

It didn't take the pack long to decide walking was the order of the day for this trail.

Hare Dung-fu Grip/Krampus was chided for taking the pack onto the jetty during an incoming storm tide.

Religious Adviser Dung-Fu Grip appointed Shady Curtains as his Beer Fairy. Shady Curtains first act? View on.

The altar was placed in an appropriate place directly beneath this sign under the West Cliff Drive bridge. Well, when you're walking on thin ice, ya may as well dance!!

Drink 'n Squirt and Today Is Monday were awarded visitors' down-downs.

During on-in, Fap Jack offered a pit stop to everyone at his place of employment but left and locked Steamy Baanorrhea in the bathroom! Luckily for Steamy, he was able to unlock the door from the inside. Both were awarded down-downs.

Around Santa Cruz, the 'bud man' is usually carrying a baggie rather than a bottle!!

We've just crossed Empire Grade at what's colloquially called Twin Gates and are heading into UC-Santa Cruz property. Notice all the weird rules these guys have. We don't LIKE rules!

Here is the reason Hugh Heifer received this week's Most Hated Hasher Award-non-alcoholic libations for the hash! Shame on you,Hugh!

At the corner of Front Street and Pacific Avenue, the pack admitted we had no idea what the hell happened to trail!

Just Mirit and Just Stephanie take the troops through a parking lot. Ever notice how there's always harriers close BEHIND cute harriettes?!?

Just Steve patiently awaits his beheading, I mean naming.

Cuff My Muff shows how she intends to make a fist and bash dBASED little nose when she finally catches him

The pack prepares to circleup for introductions. The sooner we start, the sooner we'll be done with these horrible hares.

Standing on-left, it appears Jizziki is waiting for birthday girl Summer's Yeast to leave the table so he can swoop in for another piece of cake. That sly dog!