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

This, the usual lackluster on-out you've come to expect from Surf City, features: Princess Di(arrhea), TIMMY, Pink Cherry Licker and Fap Jack.

Cumcerto, High Heifer and Just Ciarra are feeling quite good after leaving Liquor Check it appears!

Conveniently located next door is the Santa Cruz Pasta Factory, UN-conveniently NOT located in Santa Cruz!

We passed the residence of My Little Bony. A knock oh his door yielded a eyeball sighting through the door's peephole and the house lights going off immediately!

The first check gave everyone an opportunity to run around like they'd never hashed before!

Here we see: dBASED making sure his beer is completely consumed, Shallow Hole and Occasional Rapist smiling merrily away and TIMMY, apparently praying for strength to survive another hash.

The jambalaya face-feed courtesy of our hare-trio before Religion is in full swing. Religion can wait a few!

TIMMY and Wicked Retahted appear pensive while waiting for their next drink...or are they simply intoxicated?

Part-time hares and full-time husband-wife team Thmp-Thmp and Princess Di(arrhea) delivered their usual disjointed Instructions of trail

Cuff My Muff and Broke Bench tell Just Andrea she may find it was a mistake to offer her yard for second Beer Check and Religion

TIMMY and Silicon Valley H3's Popo Strip Show find what passed for shiggy on this trail insufficient to put it mildly

Here we see a very unhappy Accuprick heading on-down from the same long, steep steps after finding the letters 'YBF' scribbled at the very top of said long, steep steps!!!

TIMMY trucks along the track with hashers even lazier than himself trailing behind.

Even the RA could not escape the vindictiveness of the RA! Accuprick was convicted of making a false accusation against a kennel mate.

Any venue that celebrates the Green Faerie, both boon and bane to the Lost Generation, more commonly called absinthe, is okay in Puff's book!

The sun begins to be obscured by the roiling fog rolling in and the wind has picked up as well. We seek the shelter of the redwood forest soon I hope.

Here is Sharticle Physics paying for the peep show he gave everyone.

Fap Jack, Pink Cherry Licker, Princess Di(arrhea) and Thmp-Thmp were the RA's first set of victims tonight.

Second guest Religious Adviser, Dung-Fu Grip, said he had a down-down nomination to make too.

This is Surf City's answer to Aphrodite, our very own Cumcerto!

Here's our other co-GM, Thmp-Thmp. Yes, he too has refused to conform to tonight's toga theme. While Deep Stroke is in the spirit of things, her choice is not very flattering.

I haven't a clue as to what function this ever served for the railroad. All I know is that's it's been stationary for a very...long...time!!

I see evidence of human habitation here. Someone had a tent here for a long time...until the park rangers stumbled across it!

Now we see Shiny Snail Trail trying to decide how to carry her ill-gotten gains. In the background Virgin Adam tries to distance himself from the cat burglar

The second wave coming into Beer Check consisted of Cumz Like A Dog, Just Trisha and Dog Breath. It's rare to see Dog Breath in FRONT of a pair of cute harriettes!!

Just Brian,Just Petra,Last Call Norm and Pearl Necklace were chided for being backsliders. However...

What kind of half-mind would place a tequila check beside the mark for a trail check? Pixie and Vince, THAT'S what kind!

He was made a laughing stock again as usual

Slonad, Ralph Crammed-In and Just Eddie were easily convicted as backsliders. They're probably just too drunk to leave home on Thursday's usually!

Co-hares Shallow Hole and Hugh Heifer reconfigure trail according to which hounds show up to hash it!

Here we see Broke Bench Mountain attempting to extricate himself from the would-be grave the hare-pair dug for him. And yes, that IS more poison oak blocking his escape route.

This may be one the reasons this area was cordoned off, even Poon Doggy is hesitant to take this so-called trail.

Santa Cruz Hydroponics is into growing more than just music, I guarantee it!

'You can help by not biking on trails especially when they are fenced off.' Now there's a rule that makes absolutely no fuckin' sense whatsoever! Should everyone ride their bikes OFF the trail then?!?

Fap Jack(is that the SAME PBR?!?) leads the litter up a muddy hill. Sadly,this climb was unnecessary as it proved false.

Yes, it's beginning to get dark, the light from the Walton Lighthouse at the Yacht Harbor is beginning to get really bright

Princess Di(arrhea) and Thmp-Thmp watch the hare-pair depart and try to guess their destination with GPS on ta smart phone.

Though the cup Just Randy is holding is rather small, the liquid within loomed very large, if you catch my meaning.

Jizziki breathes a sigh of relief thinking, I've survived another shitty trail and avoided the rain as well.

Turkey Trail hounds 'look down' on the Eagles as they have since 1938!!

Harriettes share candy. Dung-Fu Grip checks to see who has the best tongue action.

Shallow Hole was thanked for bringing Christmas-themed cookies for us to much on before on-out.

The first hasher to the altar was co-hare Cold Smegma Kamikaze. He hared the Turkey trail and every single Turkey became lost.

dBASED was punished for running SEVEN miles before coming to the hash tonight. He was joined by the 'racist' The Pedofiddler.

Hash invade the abode of Occasional Rapist and dBASED and begin to fill the living room. Good Grief, who let that wolf in the house?!?

Further verbal abuse by the Beer Fairy was met with hostile resistance from Virgin Kathy.