Sharticle Physics (illegally) took his beer outside the building to enjoy the last rays of the sun.

The pack stares across the street not believing they must crawl under a fence right beside Highway 1.

Pink Cherry Licker and Fap Jack vanish down the locals-only entrance to the Meder Street ravine.

Hooker On Kronix,Bitch traipses along the railroad tracks. She appears somewhat listless by this stage of the game.

The largest table,not to mention being the closest to the beer, was commandeered for evil purposes

Beer Check at one of UC's off-campus buildings. I have no idea what these storage containers are for but Dung-Fu Grip thinks they're a great place to sit and drink. Remember the children's nursery rhyme that started Humpty Dumpty sat on a wall,Humpty Dumpty had a great....

Hugh Heifer leads Pink Cherry Licker and Broke Bench Mountain across the Bridge of Sighs into University Terrace Greenbelt. It's a very sanitary name for what is really the main sewer line leading down from UCSC!

Charlie appears over-joyed to have escaped CSI's clutches and wishes Hugh Good Luck!

What happened to the rest of Religion? Why are we back at the Jury Room? The security guard at the office complex called the coppers on us, that's why! Goodnight from Trail 783. May the Hash go in Peace.

Here's Pink Cherry Licker,Fap Jack and Moose Turd Pie. They appear very happy that this week's start is INSIDE a building rather than out in the cold

Great poster, at least for those few hashers that can actually read.

Cold or not, it's New Year's Day, time to hit the beach. The ranger was in the toll booth at the entrance to this state beach too!

After the hares' departure, the pack returned to the serious business of drinkin'!

Here's Cuff My Muff and Occasional Rapist receiving the award for Stupidest Act on Trail. As hares, they threw rocks at a skunk so it was REALLY pissed-off when the FRB's came by!!

Christmas lights still up in February?!? Welcome to Santa Cruz!!

This is how the back room at the Red Room, this week's starting point, looks when illuminated by a camera flash.

Just outside the door, Liquor Check number two was encountered. This hare-pair is living dangerously!

Co-hares Twisted Fister and Shallow Hole laughed away all the complaints about their crappy trail.

Beer Check in the park at Point Loma gave the herd a breather and allowed the DFL's to trudge through the sand of Seabright Beach and rejoin us.

While Finger Nips was in no hurry, here we see the epitome of indolence: Six of Nine.

Poon Doggy has decided to reverse course along trail and for a while Shallow Hole had no alternative other than to go along for the ride!

Apple Bobber expresses dismay as the time to solve a check grows excessive. A typical Shallow Hole check is colloquially known as 'Dysfunction Junction' around Surf City H3.

Hare-pair Shallow Hole and Hugh Heifer dance and prance as the pack is queried about their opinion of trail. Most responses were less-than-flattering, shall we call them!!

Here are the last ones to run out of money or room for more beer! Goodnight from Trail 661. May the Hash go in Peace

Ah, yes, the usual trouble-makers here at the One-Double-Oh-Seven for on-on-on: Banana Basher, TIMMY and a hatted-Last Call Norm. (When is she NOT here?!?)

On-on-on was next door to Steel Bonnet Brewery at Hop Head for food and ale with musical accompaniment provided by this duo.

Here's our birthday girl, Princess Di(arrhea). She's somewhere around 29 she said.

Here's Six of Nine trying to get to Beer Check without losing his life! Beer Check was on the opposite side of a stagnant backwater stream from trail reached only by traversing a tree that has fallen across this open cesspool.

Here's Chewy when we first arrived back at the start.

My Little Bony in a familiar place: Behind bars!

Paki-Sack, Diddler On The Roofie and Shiny Snail Trail appear reluctant to proceed with the next section of trail. Wonder why? View on...

Slonad and Steamy Baanorrhea are overjoyed to be down from the muddy hills and back of pavement.

Lot's of colorful coats being sported for this rainy evening. What's up with Jizziki on-right? Looks like he's sorely in need of a drink!

Pussy Galore hopes Janis can sniff out Beer Check for her. Corinne too seems bent on actually running trail. Too bad

A scenic if not World Class course is DeLaveaga. Sadly, hashers have discovered it and consequently defiled it's natural beauty.

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Hugh Heifer played Rainbow Reindeer for our Christmas Hash.

Here we see Shiny Snail Trail getting ready tp pinch Twisted Fister's butt, something she's become notorious for over the past few hashes!

Here are the worst of the worst. Never mind Puff gets up at 3:30, continue to party in his driveway! Goodnight from Trail 823. May the Hash go in Peace.

This place belongs to Summer's Yeast. She only does things for people with flame-colored locks. Just kiddin'. You got the dime, she's got the time.

Hugh Heifer, Dung-Fu Grip and Wicked Retahted were punished for being DFL to Religion. Wonder what THEY were up to during on-in?!?

Hugh Heifer and Monthly Friend watch as The Human Pube dons his backpack. This man must be deathly afraid he's going to get lost on trail tonight!!

Can anyone under 30 tell Puff what this device is and what it was used for in the last millennium?

Just Paul assumes the position of obedience as his naming approaches.

Circleup contained the usual poor examples of humankind: Max Lode, dBASED, Occasional Rapist,Shallow Hole, Slow, Just Laura and Just Kurt. Rather a sad looking lot, aren't they?

A moment of silence? You may hope one of the hares has been hit by a car but it was really for....

Broken Shaft,Pussy Galore,Pixilated Obscenity,Cumz Out My Nose await their turn to identify themselves

A hundred year old Victorian and an electric plug-in car in the driveway. Welcome to Santa Cruz!

One corner of the bar area was confiscated by the hash for it's own evil purposes