Sierra is good-natured enough to laugh as Accuprick reveals her hash moniker. Allow me to introduce our newest kennel mate....

Taint Brush tells a regular of the Rush Inn about the hash. Boy, he makes a really good salesman, doesn't he?!?

TIMMY must have forgotten his ID. Here he is offering money to Dung-Fu Grip to buy him a beer.

Thmp-Thmp fills Diddler On The Roofie in on what has transpired since he last hashed.

Hangs Loose was given a down-down for falling onto a log. Try stepping OVER it next time.

Before they could complete their down-down, the 'If one hare drinks, they ALL drink' rule was applied and Co-hare Mortal Enema joined the group

Virgin Adam and Just Shane were saluted as the evening's DFL's.

Just Shane listens as the RA lists the name possibilities the pack has optioned for him.

Shiny Snail trail and Diddler On The Roofie were punished as back sliders. It was, though, pleasant without Shiny Snail Trail and her perpetual stupidity on trail!

Just Eddie claims to love his birthday so much he has renamed October as Ed-tober and parties all month long!

Why wail till last to ream the hares?!? Occasional Rapist, dBASED and Wicked Retahted were invited to join the RA at the altar quite early tonight

May I present Pink Cherry Licker to the world of hashing

Princess Di(arrhea) ably mans the first Liquor Check soon after on-out.

Bacon Queef becomes aware these hills are rough on her knees. That, plus other things she does on her knees, are beginning to take their toll apparently.

The first check proved problematic and gave the hares all the lead time they would need. Finally solved, the clan crosses Scotts Valley Drive.

I recognize the look on Wicked Retahted's face, if Just Randy looks away from his food for 10 more seconds, Wicked will raid his plate!

It took three people to restrain Broke Bench from climbing this tower and ringing the bell

Rock legend Shallow Hole settles into her chaise lounge chair to enjoy Religion and hopes to avoid being awarded a down-down

This was taken just prior to the truck in the background blowing his horn. You've never seen hashers move so fast as after that happened!!

This difficult-to-solve check at Lincoln and Center streets gave everyone an opportunity to catch up on hash gossip

Here's a glimpse of the excellent slide show TIMMY put together using Hash Flash from the past 12 years. I believe this happens to be a picture of Shallow Hole humping along trail.

Shady Curtains and Cumz Out My Nose were awarded down-downs as our other August birthday hashers.

Having collected five pounds of sand in each shoe, hounds happily exited the beach back onto terra firma.

Accuprick is near a potential source of a malodorous scent as he tapes dBASED for this evening's trail.

And the hares...Twisted Fister, Pink Cherry Licker and Shallow Hole, now known as the Trifuckta of Hares!

Waxi-Pad traipses a terrible trail through the cemetery. He didn't even know cemeteries HAD areas like this!!

Check solved, TIMMY takes off heading on-up Mora, most likely headed to Mission Hill. Why do hares persist in taking us onto Holy Ground?!?

Here's the menu at Aptos Street Barbeque and they're not joking when they say many things ell out each day.

Last week we had a Westside peace sign, this week we found one on the Eastside. Must be a lot of retired hippies in town.

Self-portrait of Just Chip after toking-up, something he just finished doing as a matter of fact!

Hashers confer in circle-up making sure all their accoutrements are appropriately situated

TIMMY was congratulated on his recent birthday and asked how much longer he thought he'll be able to hash!!

Religion was back at the abode of Occasional Rapist and dBASED. Here we see hashers trying to cypher out what Occasional Rapist has concocted for our dining pleasure.

This is one of the few times in recent memory TIMMY has actually taken the 'straight and narrow'!

Sadly, this is the best we could do for a hare-snare today! Note the poison oak lurking in the background, the sneaky bastards!

Hugh Heifer takes the time to divest her shoes of five pounds of California beach sand!!

Shallow Hole, Diddler On The Roofie and Dog Breath head on-up a hill and are soon to discover false trail markings

Hare-pair Too Drunk To Fuck and Pussy Galore refused to answer all inquiries from TIMMY

Remember I mentioned Little Anal Annie would visit with the RA again? Well, here she is and this time it's for the (usually) successful completion of her 225th hash with Surf City

Dog Breath easily handles the second crossing of Aptos Creek. How long will his luck hold out though?

Here is where the Live Music part of their outdoor sign is realized. Must not be a very lively band!

Dung-Fu Grip's idea of a speed check. Since there was only two of us on the Eagle Trail, NOTHING went speedy!

Just Stephanie stands atop the gravel pile/altar only to be informed she is so dreary the pack could not come up with a name and as such has tabled the effort until next week.

Twat Did You Say? leads the litter on-out setting a brisk pace. No one cared.

Even Cuff My Muff tries to avoid the vile concoction after it drains from Shallow Hole's malodorous sock

The only thing missing from this portal was the three-headed dog, Cerberus

For successfully fulfilling the toughest and most important hash job, Beer Meister, Hugh Heifer was awarded her own down-down.