Wharf to Barf Prelube Hash Circleup

And the hares... Dung-Fu Grip, Fap Jack and Pink Cherry Licker. They were condemned for a (very) long YBF to start trail with.

Take note, Deep Stroke, THIS is how this hill is to be dealt with, walking on-up as we see TIMMY, The Human Pube and Hugh Heifer doing!

Twat Did You Say? hides in the back of the kitchen hoping to hear something that will make trail easier for her. She was unsuccessful in her underhanded endeavor.

Who is is that coming over the wall from an adjoining parking lot?

Here's Point A for this week's growing list of Surf City trail failures: Parish Publick House. They foolishly allowed us back in.

Cumcerto appeared as an un-nameable creature of immense color. It appeared to be more boudoir attire than costume!!

Flame-haired proteges Summer's Yeast and Fifth Hole were chided for their back-sliding ways.

Here it is, beer number six. Fucked-Over Fest completed his task though he almost immediately spit-up one or two of them!

Princess Di(arrhea) is seen here leading the litter along Soquel Avenue. Where did all those toys go we saw her loading?!?

I suggest they simplify this advertisement and put only 'www.sch3.net' What more need be said?

Virgin Maria listens as Joke, Song or Body Part options are presented to her. She went the joke route. Hey, is that Puff's beer she still toting around?!?

The Virgins were the first to be punished by today's Religious Adviser Pearl Necklace

I don't know if they're doing this to lend atmosphere or covering holes in the wall!

Early-arrivers to Beer Check had their pick of libations as many hounds were lost in the darkness some-damn-where.

Here is Princess Di(arrhea) delivering the Chalk Talk to visitors Just Dan and Canine Snow Ball. Originally from Charleston H3 (SC), they are making a move to San Francisco.

As a final insult before Beer Check,TIMMY! leads the litter onto Heroin Hill. Monterey Bay H3 was busted here just weeks ago

Appropriate sign the hares picked for a backdrop for Beer Check number two

This is venerable Kong's Market and the site of many a Gorilla Beer Check. I wish I'd visited their cooler again tonight.

Smart hashers went straight to the bar for their beers rather than waiting at a table. Goodnight from Trail 801. May the Hash go in Peace.

Just Dan and Just Pauline were alternately applauded and laughed at for attending their second hash.

The Turkeys and Eagles rejoined at Liquor Check beside DeLaveaga Golf Course. Here we see TIMMY and Broke Bench Mountain taking a hit from some really lousy box wine.

This is some high-quality graffiti. Too bad few people are stupid enough to come way-the-hell up here to see it!

Next on out Magical Mystery Tour was the Palomar Restaurant. One of the best things about this place is the sliding roof, great for ventilation. Also, apparently, a good spot to store balloons from previous birthday parties!

As the RA recounts the twists and turns on the road to arrive at her name,Heather manages a chuckle.

Fap Jack and Cumcerto negotiate the on-down back to civilization, such as it is in Santa Cruz! At least we're done dodging cow patties!

Gray Drapes scuzzy feet easily prove she did all of trail and amazingly enough, in sandals too!

Mortal fled the atrium leaving the pack to pursue their own evil intents.

The bridge necessary to cross the 'rapidly eroding gully' yielded a Bum Wine Check so it did something good for us!

Co-hare dBASED hides his face in shame as the pack renders it's verdict and that was, Shitty Trail!!

Accuprick was congratulated on (semi) successfully surviving another year of his so-called life. Age? I cannot tell but it's more than 60 and less than 62.

Boner Malfunction tries to sweet-talk Hugh into moving her butt long enough for him to grab a beer. He was unsuccessful in his endeavor

Soon however, the band wished to setup their equipment and turned off the lights hoping we'd leave. All it did was drive us back to the bar area.

Remember Hash Flash's propensity for colored lights. This one was too good to pass up.

Finger Nips and Wicked Raetahted were awarded punitive down-downs for missing Beer Check.

Acting Religious Adviser TIMMY chose (extreme) backslider Broke Bench Mountain as his Beer Fairy.

Here's the first official down-down of Surf City's newest harrier: Courtesy Flush.

Can't Ska-Skank Redemption get off her tech drug for just an hour or two?!?

Co-Religious Advisers Accuprick and Dung-Fu Grip confer as to their avenue of attack for Religion. We all know what happens to 'the best laid plans of mice and men' though, don't we? Consequently, Religion soon dissolved into the realm of mass hysteria and sheer pandemonium.

Here's Point A for this week's trail. This place has room for maybe ten people inside. Mercifully it was warm outside tonight. Lucky for you, hare!!

Rock stars Waxi-Pad and Shallow Hole appear to have been reluctant to leave the bar!

Mr. Wiggly, Pedro and Jonathan were welcomed as visitors

Co-hare Occasional Rapist was cornered by Just Pauline and Finger Nips on the way out but refused their request to reveal Beer Check location.

Last hashers swilling:Felcher,TIMMY and Occasional Rapist. Goodnight from Trail 633. May the Hash go in Peace.

Pay Box? Sounds like the directions to my last girlfriend's house!!

Here we see co-hare Puff preparing to apologize to Virgin Sierra for his trail. She has the same look on her face all Puff's ex-girlfriends did when they were sick of his crap!!

Sunday Semen celebrates solving another check while Boner Malfunction and In 'n Out takeoff from the check hoping Beer Check is near

I do not blame this deer for attempting to escape it's former garden paradise now being defiled by the hash.

Here is the first down-down of the hasher formerly called Just Nate who shall now be known as... Insem-moo-nator.

Buoy Boobs,originally from Santa Cruz,now hashes with the Phoenix kennel