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So excited by Liquor Check, Shiny Snail Trail turns away from the pack for a few minutes of 'personal pleasure'!
This appears to be the typical Beer Check socializing...with the obvious exception of Dung-Fu Grip! More from this half-mind later.
Apple Bobber, poor devil, remained at the altar for a third consecutive down-down. It seems that along trail he took off following a REAL runner thinking they were a hasher!
Circelup for Introductions: dBASED, Steamy Baanorrhea, Jizziki, TIMMY, Dung-Fu Grip, Wicked Retahted.
Virgins Kevin and Sasha at the altar for welcoming down-downs. Here we see Sasha taking the joke option of Joke, Song or Body Part.
Point A this week is Santa Cruz Mountain Brewery. It's survived a decade and is doing better than ever.
Here's Hugh Heifer and The Human Pube drunkenly running across California Highway 1 like the half-minds they truly are.
Religious Adviser Accuprick called the hare-pair of Slonad and Schlong Division to task for laying such a long trail on such a cold night
Outgoing co-GM's Princess Di(arrhea) and Thmp-Thmp were awarded the last down-downs before Religion was adjourned and the pack dismissed to return to the Palomar for a face-feed.
Is it really necessary to tell people there's a really big hole in the ground just in front of them?!? I mean really now! Evan a half-minded hasher could see that.
This is Just Kassie. She is such a sad specimen she drives up from Monterey to join us on a weekly basis.
The Human Pube(rubbing his own in this picture), TIMMY, Princess Di(arrhea) and Deep Stroke have reached the I'm-ready-to-walk stage.
This is for those of you that have never seen Dog Breath in anything other than those ugly shorts and ratty tee shirt he always wears to the hash! See harriettes, he CAN be made into something decent-looking!
Here is Shallow Hole greeting the rep from WomenCare. As always, Red Dress is a benefit for them. See, Surf City isn't ALL bad!!
Uh-oh. Hogazm has the camera again, welcome to the most recent meeting of the Hogazm Admiration Society. Here she shares the bill with Ska Skank Redemption
The last time we converged on Bangkok West restaurant, was a stumble in the Picture Hash. We were given a picture out of order and found no hares here when we arrived.
On-on-on was back at Louie's Cajun Kitchen and Bourbon Bar where the waitstaff again wisely crammed the clan in a corner. Goodnight from Trail 685. May the Hash go in Peace.
Last Call Norm and Pearl Necklace's driveway has been turned into a party palace for our purposes today.
The fist thing Shady Curtains did as Beer Fairy was to drink a beer. This does not bode well for his tenure! Next? View on.
Many of his kennel mates have dreamed of crucifying Dung-Fu Grip many times during his tenure here!! Someone hand be the nail bag.
Beer Check was on the beach at the end of 26th Avenue and featured pizzas delivered by Little Caesar's!
Nearing the ten o'clock hour and the dynamic duo is STILL belting out the tunes. They must have quite a repertoire!! Maybe they could use Waxi-pad on ukulele?
Looks as if Just Schuyler has actually been running on this trail. We gotta break this boy of that bad habit before it's too late!
Occasional Rapist and The Arabian Goggler cross DeLaveaga Golf Course hoping not to get boinked by a flying white ball. They got lucky, THIS time anyway.
Not only was Dung-Fu Grip Religious Adviser tonight but he celebrated his 150th hash with us as well. Sad he has nothing better to do isn't it?
Shallow Hole pauses to allow band mate Waxi-Pad to divest himself of some of the excess drugs he's ingested tonight.
Finally, after many miles, the mob stumbled into Beer Check. Hopefully, this signals the end of a long and tortuous trail.
A ton of tints turn the sky a palette of colors as the pack enters the park overlooking Seabright Beach on one side and the San Lorenzo River, now a lagoon, on the other. On the Point Loma peninsula, we found a Mason jar of Mai Tai!
Here's the high water mark, so to speak , of this trail. Broke Bench Mountain is going to demonstrate a tug job. I mean on the rope, what did ya think I was talking about?!?
Co-hares Occasional Rapist and Shallow Hole delivered non-romantic Instructions of Trail on Valentine's Day eve.
Waxi-Pad was commended for (finally) completing his 25th hash with us. To celebrate this momentous occasion...
Here is Wicked Retahted. He's not anti-social, he's merely afraid someone will take one of his two drinks from him
Here we are on the Eagle Trail, just Today Is Monday and your Hash Flash stupid enough to do so. This trail is at least half-a-mile from the nearest road. Anyone with a vehicle here is so stupid they wouldn't heed this warning sign anyway!
First Responders to the call to hash, Shit-Faced and Saigon Sally, commandeered prime parking spots. There would soon be much cursing and horn-honking as hashers hankered for help.