And the hare, Ralph Crammed-In, whom,as you may be able to tell,has just finished flashing the pack. THAT picture was deleted by Hash Flash IMMEDIATELY!!!

With no usual Religious Advisers in attendance, that dreaded task fell to co-GM Pink Cherry Licker.

Wicked Retahted was congratulated for actually completing the entirety of trail tonight and furthermore without vehicular assistance!

Shallow Hole, looking like much more of an angel than she really is, heads on-down from the railroad tracks into the upper harbor area.

First to be condemned was Deep Stroke. She will soon be leaving town in her thirty-plus year old motorhome for parts unknown. This is a good picture of her...her face is covered

Taqueria Los Pericos is almost completely commandeered by the pack. Goodnight from Trail 808. May the Hash go in Peace.

CumFart Zone, Thmp-Thmp and Bacon Queef put away the shots. Something it will also most likely do to them as well.

Enzo finally completed his fifth hash and was christened Toilet Baby for his hash moniker.

The worst-of-the-worst are seen here and being shadowed by an employee. He wonders if they're EVER going to leave!! Goodnight from Trail 738. May the Hash go in Peace.

I do not mind fish hook checks....as long as I'm not a FRB at the time!

Trancuntnanal, Princess Di(arrhea), Dog Breath and Courtesy Flush were busted on trump-up charges and sentenced to Gorilla down-downs

Feeding time at the zoo, watch as the animals strap the feedbag on

Captain Jack Swallows, Cumz Out My Nose and Dr. Nappy-Headed 'Ho were chided for not hashing trail but walking directly to Beer Check.

Cuff My Muff was Grand Inquisitor tonight, AKA 'Religious Adviser'.

Well, here we are at Riverside Lighting for our annual Lamp Shade Hash group photo. A woman passing by volunteered to take the shot for us.

Two big screens. Great for Thursday night football and later for karaoke. I hope to be gone before drunk hashers take the microphone in front paw!!

When hashers become more interested in food than drink,it's time for Hash Flash to put the camera away. Goodnight from Trail 582. May the hash go in Peace

Callahan's begins to fill with 'shady' characters as hares-out time approaches.

And the hares... Thmp-Thmp and Accuprick. This trail wasn't all green but it made many of us turn green with illness.

Steamy Baanorrhea was appointed the evening's Beer Fairy

Fap Jack and Pink Cherry Licker move their table to join the party here at Point A, Santa Cruz Mountain Brewery.

Virgin Jessalynn receiving the proverbial Chalk Talk from TIMMY. Sadly, she would see everyone of these marks along trail's seven-plus mile length and a few new ones from Dung-Fu Grip's warped imagination!

Just Andrew was convicted of wearing a racist shirt to the hash tonight.

Wily (lazy?) hashers, such as your Hash Flash, opted to take the elevated trail above the tracks rather than continue risking bodily injury!

How can Just Lori hash this entire trail and shows no signs of perspiring at all? Did she walk the entire thing or what?!?

dBASED, Fap Jack, Just Mike and Thmp-Thmp were punished for blowing through the last check and arriving at Beer Check from the wrong direction.

Beer Check close to the start was one of the few appreciated aspects of this trail.

Liquor Check beside the tracks near the trail tunnel under Mission Hill, quite appropriate for hashers I dare say. See Deadliest Snatch 'standing watch' for coppers? Where could we POSSIBLY run?!?

While it may appear someone has detonated a low-yield nuclear device on Lighthouse Field, it's merely the sun signing off on October 8th, 2015.

TIMMY begins the dreary task of announcing the election results for Mismanagement. By virtue of the fact there was only one 'candidate' per job, this process went very quickly!!

for Taeyang Quaterly challenge#2

My Idea is capturing Yuu's dreaming about the melody of the song he has been composing. Btw I didn't quite satisfy with the photo I took in this challenge compare to the 1st one T_T

Religious Adviser Accuprick stares in disbelief as Moose Turd Pie hijacks Religion from right under his nose. This earned him a punitive down-down.

Just Tim is able to laugh in the face of derision as his forever-name is announced. (Drum roll, please)

The pack sniffed around but found nothing of any value here!

Now here's a first, a surfer racing an outrigger! I guess he's hoping they run aground before the finish line.

In case you can't tell, we are hashing past the arts center section of Cabrillo College. I can only hope no one decides to rip anything off.

Here's co-hare dBASED at the Carpet King stop. Hey, how did Vaginal Repair Kit get here so damned quickly?!?

Puff the Magic Drag Queen takes a breather. It's hell getting old, isn't it, Puff?

Hounds drifted into Beer Check in groups of one and two. Everyone paired up in hopes our resident mountain lions would seek easier prey.

A very expensive, multi-year restoration of this Beach Hill home netted stunning results for it's owner.

Beer Check was (illegally) held at the back of Twin Lakes Park on 7th Avenue. It's very rare to see Fap Jack without one (or BOTH) front paws curled around a beer!

The Turkeys got first choice of beers. The poor Eagles were still somewhere on the top of the mountain.

I never found out if The Arabian Goggler and Ska-Skank Redemption are mugging for the camera or if something Dung-Fu Grip is saying they find funny.

The only mortals in the immediate vicinity moved to the far end of the room!

Dog Breath was spotted drinking a girl drink

I'd pay good money to know how and why this VW bug got on top of this shipping container

Yes, almost all of the bar area was consumed by hashers. Not an uncommon occurrence though I dare say!

Banana Basher was honored as our Founder and given a red cup of candy for his efforts. A red cup of BEER would have been far more appropriate I dare say!

Co-hares and mortal-life partners Princess Di(arrhea) and Thmp-Thmp delivered their usual unsatisfying version of Instructions of Trail.