Religious Adviser Dung-Fu Grip awarded himself a down-down for the (mostly) successful completion of his 169th hash with us

(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 Just Lori waving goodbye to her mortal guise and drinking to her new self: Summer's Yeast!

Oh, here they are! DFL's Hairy Fuck 2.5, Ralph Wicked Retahted, Ralph Crammed-In, SCOUT, Waxi-Pad and Shallow Hole have finally arrived

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.

Boner Malfunction arrived after on-out but caught up with the herd at the first check

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

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

Still hashing along the hills of Westside Santa Cruz, the view went a long way towards compensating for the terrible climb to get up here

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!

Hounds cluster up awaiting their 'chance' to take a hit off whatever rotgut crap hare Cumcerto left for us as Liquor Check.

Early-arrivers to Trail 804 stayed close to the beer trough. Gee, what a surprise!

Summer's Yeast was first to visit with the RA. She was thanked for donating her business for Beer Check and Religion. (Fool!)

Time for some hill-humpin'! Here we see Princess Di(arrhea), Fucked-Over Fest, Just Ciarra, Twisted Fister and Cumcerto doing just that.

Here is one Surf City tradition I am not happy to see reanimated! I feel I receive enough unjustified verbal abuse from my kennel mates already!! Note to Deep Stroke: close your legs when squatting in a toga, you pervert!

Finger Nips was chosen as the evening's Beer Fairy.

A pretty lively bunch of hashers considering this is our fourth consecutive day of hashing! All I want to know is WHAT are they taking and WHERE can I get some?!?

Monterey Bay H3 originals-Little Anal Annie,Butt Balls and DuuHHH

Here's Point A for Hash 843, the long-standing (but not well-respected) J. J.'s Saloon and Social Club. In it's defense though, it does get very social as 2AM approaches!

Just Petra listens to the rumblings and mumblings at Beer Check trying to pick up hash lingo

Virgins Heather and Robin stand at a check asking for directions. I heard Dog Breath give them his home address!

Here the pack weaves in and out of the rock formations attempting to ascertain if they are in any semblance of order. If there is meaning here, we were not yet drunk and/or stoned enough to decipher what it may be

A suggestion was made to hang the hare from this redwood. The decision was made the limb would not support the weight we intended to suspend from it though

On-on-on was, shall we term it, sparsely-attended! Only TIMMY,Deep Stroke and Just Jeff. Hugh stopped in long enough to get money from Hash Cash to go clubbing. Goodnight from Trail 652. May the Hash go in Peace.

Moose Knuckle brought a shirt from his current hash on Taiwan. Here the packs bids on the highest number of beers they will chug to win it!

First-responders TIMMY, Wicked Retahted(who passed out before on-out!), co-hare Ho To Housewife and Shallow Hole. Look at all those (empty) bottles!!

Dog Breath, as of late noted for making lame down-down nominations, was punished tonight for NOT making any!

Fap Jack tires to justify working on New Year's Eve. Since we like him to visit Hash Cash each week, he was awarded only ONE down-down!

Somehow, I just don't believe co-hare Hot Wheels is really looking forward to this trail!

Broke Bench Mountain puts his huge rear paws to good use and uncovers the bottle at Liquor Check.

Paki-Sack, Just Randy and Stub Rub cross Soquel Creek the way we prefer to do it: Via a bridge!!

Little Kahuna waits before taking a tug of the whiskey to see if Achy Breaky Snatch collapses.

Here comes Bareback who was soon to discover she had overrun the waxed paper provided for the slide and had consequently burned-her-butt!!

Vaginal Repair Kit was congratulated on buying flowers for almost every harriette in attendance this evening.

Check out Dung-Fu Grip's bizarre attire and tell me how much gall it takes to flip off Hash Flash when dressed like that?!?

Weed festivities concluded, we can see the moon and stars again!

Shallow Hole was serenaded with a rousing chorus of Happy Birthday, Fuck You, Happy Birthday, Fuck You.

This family must have one entire closet dedicated to storing Christmas lights!

Here's Virgin Josh. Josh went the joke route for Joke, Song or Body Part. He made some remark about the cold wind and said, 'Here's a joke for ya!'

Paki-Sack was (again) welcomed as a visitor. Why is this man in Santa Cruz so much?!?

Daddy War Bucks and Little Wrinkled Fanny are called to the altar,she renamed herself Little Fanny Annie in circleup

Princess Di(arrhea) lowers her head and plows through an intersection trying to ignore the (probably drunk) driver bearing down on her and ignoring a stop sign!!

Long Story, I will spare you but a Surf City first was the naming of a VIRGIN!! Next picture, please.

Forget the Chalk Talk, it was way more fun inside where the wick has been turned up on the socializing and flirting. Note Twat Did You Say? making sure to stay right in the middle of the fray.

Wharf to Barf Prelube Hash Circleup