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

All those that consider themselves a c*nt were called up for a down-down. Gee, I didn't know we had so many losers in this kennel!

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.

Almost 65 degrees at eight o'clock. Ah, yes. Summer has almost returned.

TIMMY on-ups a steep hill not sure if this hill is preferable to the wooded area of shiggy he just left behind.

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!!

Drummers, always the first to arrive, first to set-up and the last to leave. Old joke: What do they call a person that hangs out with musicians? A drummer!

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

Just Nate howls at the moon when told his story about the cow figured prominently into his hash moniker.

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

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.

The same fate befell Daddy's White Sauce, plus anyone that hangs out with Rod deserves a down-down anyway

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!!

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!

Here is the shot taken when TIMMY said 'Or show us an intimate body part'. Note the death grip on her jacket!! Eventually she went the joke route to get herself out of this predicament.

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

Hashers wandered aimlessly at many checks today. I'm not sure if this was the hares' plan or not

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!

Virgin Ciana listens as the RA lists her options for Joke, Song or Body Part. Sorry, harriers. Ciana went the joke route.

Liquor Check provided everyone with a diversion for what was shaping up to be a strenuous trail.

Virgin Jennifer was selected as the evening's Beer Fairy.

The 'Beer Near' mark is appropriate but I feel we could have dispensed with the other rather rude comment! I thought we cleared up this matter on the toga trail.

Two questions: Where is the OTHER license plate and how did this EVER get by DMV's screening process?!?

(Daughter) Pink Cherry Licker, still nursing the same foo-foo drink, and (dad) TIMMY intently watch the hares as they deliver Instructions of Trail. What a waste of valuable drinkin' time!

Thmp-Thmp trots on-down into the depths of Soquel Village and is probably under the foolish belief Beer Check is near. HA!

Summer's Yeast was chided for interrupting a pair of love birds at Mai Tai check by feeling around them for the jar of mai tai hidden nearby. She later said she felt TWO things there she wanted!!

Fap Jack was punished for missing Hurricane Check. How can it be Mardi Gras without swilling down a hurricane?!?

Here we see Dog Breath attempting to shame either the Rapist or Cuff My Muff into flashing. Unbelievably, he was successful!!! Sorry, guys, no pictures.

The view from Point A was spectacular. Too bad the hare would soon bury us in the dark,cold forest

In case everyone is not aware of this, the cops frequently shadow Surf City on trail

Virgin Sarah begins to doubt the wisdom of beginning a hashing career

Not accustomed to large crowds, Just Haley, PAWG Patrol, dBASED and Courtesy Flush spend their time on the streets.

Hare TIMMY!! casually delivers Instructions of Trail. Incidentally, he was even MORE lax laying trail.

Beer Check was on the roof of the parking structure on River Street. The appearance of a panda car(that's a COP car,Banana Basher!!) had everyone imitating the nearby Renaissance Faire crowd. Cops bought our act and toddled away

Nice to see some water remaining in Soquel Creek in the middle of May. On the flip side, that just means more damned mosquitoes in June!

this is the most attractive altar we're had in years!

Third alcohol check was beside Antonelli's Pond. Note the fisherman in the background on-right. It took less than 5 minutes for him to decide to move his efforts elsewhere.