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Note to myself: Try and determine how Wicked Retahted was able to place himself amongst three attractive harriettes: Second Cumming, Hugh Heifer and Virgin Jessalynn
Moose Turd Pie clambers on-up from a thankfully-dry stream bed. He has just noticed poison oak is both on-left AND on-right of his escape route. Luckily for him, he has worn jeans rather than shorts. Those in shorts may wish to spend some time with Mr. Tecnu when trail is completed!
Needless to say, the hares were universally condemned for subjecting us to Hobo Hotel. Goodnight from Trail 759. May the Hash go in Peace.
Here's Phyllis Driller, on her first haring, receiving some last minute instructions from Thmp-Thmp. I wish this had been done LONG before tonight.
Here's the pack monopolizing the outdoor dining area. As you can see, the pack turned it into an outdoor DRINKING area for the evening!
Religious Adviser Accuprick chooses Second Cumming for his Beer Fairy this evening. I wonder why it's always harriettes he chooses?!?
This is the only mark Virgin Sierra remembered from dBASED's dreary Chalk Talk. She was heard to yell: Beer Near!
Virgin Rhonda stares quizzically at trail markings while Pink Cherry Licker and Dung-Fu Grip try to provide explanation.
This is the
bumper of Beermeister TIMMY's beer wagon. Note the 'Park Hours' sign is almost completely obscured by an impressive stand of poison oak!
TIMMY was thanked for his soon-to-be-over two-year tenure as GM but kindly told not to bother running for a third term!
Thmp-Thmp tries to sweet-talk Just Karee into signing up for our three-day hashing event, Wharf to Barf. He was unsuccessful, Karee must be smarter than she looks.
Here we see Just Emily, Broke Bench Mountain and Twisted Fister at Liquor Check, or the 'N7' check as our hare-pair labeled it. (See previous picture)
Summer's Yeast, still sporting a drink, has attracted a thirsty new friend in Deadliest Snatch. Theirs will be a passionate 'wet' relationship I'm certain.
Reputedly the tallest covered bridge in the States, the Felton Covered Bridge serves mainly as the gateway to Beer Check to us!
Here is the aforementioned pumpkin 'farm'. I see no vines in attendance, I can't help but believe these pumpkins were grown elsewhere and trucked to their current location. This must be for lazy bastards that will not drive up the coast to the REAL pumpkin patches
Virgin Bugsy, another of Accuprick's gangster associates and he also has the same funny accent as Accu
Next on the chopping block was Just Anne. Anne has proven so lackluster that finding an appropriate name has proven elusive. However, tonight with Demon Rum and John Barleycorn to assist, we were successful. View on.
Can'd H3's Sealed Hatch shows body language consistent with displeasure. I'm certain this hasher has just made her a rude proposition!
Hangs Loose attempts to justify his incessant yelling, On-on! to accuser Broke Bench Mountain while on a narrow, one-lane road with a 6 foot fence on one side and a steep mountain on the other. Where-the-hell else COULD trail have gone?!?
It appears Nipple Butt has actually decided to wait on his Rapist friend. That, and a little breather, sounds like a good idea to him.
The departure of the hares was met with a stunning lack of interest, deafening silence and a return to drinking.
Choka-cola,daughter Mykah and (first) husband Hairy Potter make the scene. Choka-cola dropped Hairy off and took the daughter and the car keys home with her. Smart lady.
Virgin Schuyler listens as RA TIMMY details Joke,Song or Body Part options. Sorry, harriettes. Schuyler spit up a lousy joke.
This is Monthly Friend. Here we see here indicating to (current) consort The Human Pube it's time he refilled her glass!
Here's Just Lori, one whom, apparently, cares not for theme hashes. However, the RA will drag her to the altar tonight for her lack of spirit crime.
How about a couple games of tic-tac-toe till we decide what we're gonna do now that we've lost trail!
I don't know what the top sign originally said but for a dBASED trail it should show the skull and crossbones!
Broke Bench Mountain and Porter saunter on-down from Beach Hill, Broke Bench proudly displaying the face he has 'beer for brains'!
The outdoor area at Severino's has been appropriated by the hash. Mortals moved inside for safety's sake.
Here's Point A for this week's folly, suda. This place has been many incarnations and is owned by the same folks that own Harbor Cafe.
Princess Di(arrhea) and Pink Cherry Licker, both of whom only reluctantly left Burger, trot along trail in an effort to build up some body heat. Good luck with THAT one!
Religious Adviser Accuprick tries to herd Hogazm and Dickens Chicken into some semblance of a circle with little success I fear
The Boardwalk is busy on this July Sunday and it's high tide and Monterey Bay has backed up the San Lorenzo River putting much of the main beach underwater. Best thing to do now is just stay in the bar.
Genital Tongs expresses her joy at the great weather and also that she did NOT get saddled with being dragged along trail by Butters. That task fell to Hangs Loose.
Religious Adviser Accuprick polls the pack for their opinion of trail. Needless to say, the hare-pair did not receive many compliments!!
When we arrived at this marking on the hill leading up to Ocean View Park,the security guard was staring at it scratching his head. We just smiled and kept running!