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Of all the trail markings, for some reason this is the only one Just Brian seems to have retained from his first hash!

Bailas Con Burros tells TIMMY why she refuses to allow (current) husband Banana Basher to accompany his kennel mates to NorthSouth. Bottom line? He's too untrustworthy!

Just Mirit was awarded a farewell down-down. She is moving to Singapore for a year to teach school.

Princess and Broke Bench amble along trail while it looks like Nipple Butt is finally smelling the mountain lion we've been expecting all trail long

If you're thinking, There's nothing but hashers at the bar!, you're correct. Mortals had already fled in terror.

  

Here's the back drop of the music stage. Certainly more interesting than just a painted wall.

 

On-on-on, such as it was, amounted to Dog Breath, TIMMY and Cumcerto at a local Mexican restaurant drinkin' alone!! Goodnight from Trail 745. May the Hash go in Peace.

Thmp-Thmp wades Carbonera Creek believing a little water is better than contending with the banks which are lined with poison oak. Yikes!

Everyone quit drinking for a second and bid a fond farewell to Just Daniel. He's gone, in his place will forever now be...

TIMMY prepares to pass the chalk box around so the FRB's can mark trail for we DFL's

Construction Disturbance Coordinator. What, pray tell, does this person 'coordinate' the construction disturbance WITH? Possibly the time when most people wish to be asleep?!?

Princess Di(arrhea) vanished across the pedestrian bridge at the Highway 1 end on the river levee. This bridge has saved a number of hashers from drowning when cruel hares (read dBASED) forced us to cross the San Lorenzo River

As soon as the hares left their house, hashers began to rummage around for anything worth stealing.

He barely swallowed that before being given the award for Stupidest Act By a Hasher: Yelling 'Ranger Danger' when the Ranger was within earshot!!!

Why is everyone staring at Antonelli's Pond like they see a whale or something? View on...

Now we understand what the hares meant when they said, One will go out but have to come back. Someone has to pull the boat back across the pond to pick up more hounds.

I wanted just one more shot proving that co-GM's Thmp-Thmp and Princess Di(arrhea) at no time on this trail donned a toga.

Cumcerto was selected as the evening's (very lazy) Beer Fairy.

Here we see Virgin Shannon,Just Sarah,TIMMY!, Vince Lamblowme,Anthrax Asshole and Phantom Fucker waiting on our slowest drinkers to finish up and join the pack for introductions

Nipple Me Elmo is happy that she was able to wrestle her stuff Elmo toy away from Nipple Butt

Sadly, he appears proud of skipping trail. Consequently....

Just Jane and Just Trisha listen as old-time hasher Banana Basher regales them with lies about his hashing ability he's concocted over the years

Ralph Crammed-In was punished as a backslider ANd for being so damned skinny. How does he do that?!?

Free Little Willy is much more reserved when viewing our picture. He may remember some of HIS crimes from his hashes Red Dress Run last year!

This small tree fell victim to cruel hares in an effort to slow the pursuing pack.

Hooker On Kronix,Bitch and Pedofiddler pony-up some bucks for a brew.

 

Beer Check was along the Branciforte Creek causeway, although calling the trickle of water within it's concrete confines is an abuse of the word 'creek'.

With tongues like those,they did not need to drink but merely lapped up their down-downs

Serial's daughter Natalie points out to Sniff My Butt and Choka-cola the jerk that just made a pass at her

Here we see TIMMY giving his best rap to Bareback. Unsuccessfully I might add! Goodnight from Trail 680. May the Hash go in Peace.

Thmp-Thmp, sporting his new Happi Coat, was awarded a down-down for finishing, more or less, his 125th hash with Surf city.

Fap Jack and Pink Cherry Licker grab the best seats for Religion

Beer Check was on the beach at the end of 26th Avenue. Our fellow beach-goers were 'interested', shall we term it, in what we were up to!

The doors at Bangkok West restaurant slammed shut when the hash approached.

Here's OLD kennel mate Moose Knuckle with NEW kennel mate, R. Sole's Buddy, formerly of Oxford H3,England.

A considerable amount of milling around was performed at Beer Check until the on-in to Religion was sounded. I assume everyone wished to deplete all the hares' Beer Check beer until we moved on to the hashes' beer trough.

With many members at InterAmerica Hash in Portland, a depleted pack assembled in North Remote Parking on the UC Santa Cruz campus.

 

TIMMY(again), Dog Breath and Just Eddie were congratulated on surviving another year of hashing by reaching their birthdays. Every week proves another miraculous anniversary for these three jokers!

Thmp-Thmp.Shallow Hole and Princess talk about the upcoming Hash election while Banana and dBASED root in the trough for a beer

Deep Stroke and Too Drunk to Fuck tell Get Up and Run,Bitch she's lucky she got here in the bag wagon and did not have to hash this trail

Her comes two of the walkers, Twisted Fister and Finger Nips. They yell,You bastards better have left us some beer!

In an effort to avoid the whacked-out woman with a weapon, Accuprick fell and spilled blood on trail. He probably slipped in his own crap!!

TIMMY leads the litter along the San Lorenzo River levee, AKA 'The Homeless Highway'.

Fucked-Over Fest signals his success at getting Hugh Heifer to put his phone number in her phone.

Occasional Rapist reacts adversely when co-hare Shallow Hole refuses to divulge the location of Beer Check

From the look on the Rapist's face, it would appear she did not receive much sympathy from Shallow Hole

No Pulls appears especially glum this evening. Obviously, he has not ingested enough beer as of yet!

Dung-Fu Grip was punished for rescuing the Virgins along trail. No good deed goes unpunished at the Hash!!

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

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