This is Virgin Ciarra wearing a smile. Let's see what she looks like after this trail is over

Either the owner of this tree has been target-practicing with his shotgun or this area is home to some large and plentiful woodpeckers!!

Jacquie and Deep Strok simply HAD to stop at a yard sale along trail. You'll be introduced to their acquired item when we return to The Rush Inn. Prepare yourselves

Here we see a couple lazy bastards auto-hasing to on-on-on. Worse yet, trail lasted so long the kitchen was closed so we called it a night and headed home. Goodnight from Trail 831. May the Hash go in Peace.

Shallow Hole proudly accepts a down-down for the (mostly) successful completion of her 200th hash with Surf City. Stop now, there's still hope for your salvaging a life!

Here's Virgin Jessalynn being welcomed to the hash. Things were still going weel for her at this point in time. However...

Thmp-Thmp, Just Steve and Just Lori begin to verbally abuse co-hares Fucked-Over Fest and Twisted Fister. Thank you!

See what the sign says? See the car that almost ran into the sign? I'd say there's no further caption needed

The now infamous spot where people were passing out.

Just Maureen kneels to learn the name she has been sentenced to carry for the remainder of her hashing career.

No, nothing wrong with your monitor or Hash Flash's camera lens, it's the damn smoke that was every where by now. dBASED joined the hares for laying trail markings again

Just beyond the fence at the rear of the garden area, remnants of the slide caused by the '89 earthquake are still evident.

No one has been able to determine why this double-decker hamburger sports a set of wings.

This is Ruby Rod, one of the surviving members of the short-lived but debaucherous Beer Trollers H3. Now retired, he spends his days trolling for cheap beer.

Hairy Fuck 2.5 takes a draw off the bottle of Olde English 800 left for the pack by the hare. This ploy isn't as much to slow us down as it is to make us sick!

Little Anal Annie waits as DuuHHH gets the prerequisite water bowl from her car before heading on-out into the depths of The Forest Of Nisene Marks

Pink Cherry Licker and Occasional Rapist appear to be exuding the beginnings of debilitating intoxication

The pack headed out at 7 and it appears Cumcerto intends to keep us out on trail till 11! She's one of 'those kids' that lays long trails that TIMMY!!! and Banana Basher were discussing earlier.

Just Tim, having been foolish enough to complete his fifth hash with us, answers personal questions to assist us in providing him with a hash moniker.

Look at all the food Jolly Green Stalk has in front of him! Did he not stuff his pie hole at the hash just two hours ago?!?

Co-hare Randi Bambi is on his 3rd beer when this was taken. Such does not bode well for a successful trail.

This harrier smiled broadly while opening his gift during the Tacky Gift Exchange.I guess some people are easy to please.

Last stop on this year's pub crawl was one of the oldest bars in town, the Red Room, with co-hares Pink Cherry Licker and Fap Jack waiting at the door to welcome you.

Occasional Rapist hands the cheap, foul-tasting bottle provide for us at Liquor Check to Princess Di(arrhea).

First you're schooled as a soccer player and then you go to dog school to become an soccer hooligan!

Co-hares Fucked-Over Fest and Twisted Fister spewed a pack of lies for Instructions of Trail. We'll remeber this come Religion time.

When asked his opinion of the hill he'd just climbed, Mother's Little Felcher was a man of few words!

The waitperson is giving Pixie and Pussy Toupee her sales pitch about Seabright Brewery's 'Award-Winning Fires'. It worked, they bought!

Co-hare Shallow Hole delivers Instructions of Trail. For some reason, she neglected to mention trail would be not only too hot but too damn long as well.

Moose Knuckle and Vince try to ignore Banana Basher's childishness as he welcomes hashers to Hash 597

Not shocking but on-out was it's usual casual affair, no one in much of a hurry

Hugh Heifer and Great Barrier Queef anxiously await their next beer

This was by FAR the most scenic part of tonight's trail

It makes me nervous when the Scribe smiles at me. It makes me think I've done something really stupid and she's going to put it in the Trash! Goodnight from Trail 688. May the hash go in Peace

Hey, Mr. Wiggly, what are those white things hanging out of your dress? Oh, sorry. They're your legs!!! Get much sun down there in Monterey?!?

On-on-on was at Engfer's Pizza. The hash commandeered a corner for their own evil purposes.

Here we see Just Kassie. Kassie has been called to the altar by fellow Massachusettsian Accuprick. Guess those blue-blood Yankees have to stick together!

Poets Park? In Beach Flats? The City must be playing a cruel joke on local residents.

I'm certain the employess here at Upper Crust Pizza were looking forward to closing soon, NOT hosting on-on-on for the hash!!

Hash a must have! I love his makeup, wig, EVERYTHING about him!

A brightly-attired Occasional Rapist utilizes Technology on Trail to attempt to ascertain the direction (current) husband and hare dBASED will take us. Rapist, do not try and apply logic to an ILLOGICAL man!!

Speaking of Sky Park, here's a mural saluting it's beginning as an airport, of sorts anyway, on the side of the Scotts Valley Library which began it's life as a skating rink. Ask Princess Di(arrhea) for gory details of her days at the dinky rink!

Hash Circle. Milton Keynes H3, Oxford H3, and Cambridge H3 Joint Run. The Cross Keys, Milton Keynes, 6 June 2010.

Accuprick awards the 'No Film Award' to Dung-Fu Grip. Dung-Fu Grip arrived well after on-out but STILL managed to catch and pass most of the pack.

Beer Check was just after the golf course in a dark corner of a business parking lot.

The hares were just coming to the altar when a guest at the motel whose parking lot we commandeered called the manager. Yikes! Religion is adjourned, run for it!!

Broke Bench appears in a hurry to get these railroad tracks behind him. Relax big boy, it's a long way to the Boardwalk