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The first check an the corner of Cooper and Front streets turned into a social event as we had difficulty solving it.

Here we see Shallow Hole in hot pursuit of Virgin Alex. Wonder what she'll do when she catches him?!?

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 Shannon waves to the pack fearing this may be the last time she sees us this evening!

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

How DID they know the hash would be here tonight?!?

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

Here's extreme back slider Twinkle Tush attempting to justify his absence to Thmp-Thmp

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.

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?!?

Short-cutter Thmp-Thmp blamed this offense on Enzo the dog. He said he was merely following the hound in front of him.

TIMMY! would lay a circle-jerk around this church. That's as close to a church as he wishes to get.

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.

It appears Princess Di(arrhea) wonders what Steamy Baanorrhea is babbling about.

It gives the gang a false sense of security to commandeer a corner for on-on-on.

Oh great! Fireball cinnamon-flavored whiskey. I'd rather drink out of the stream we just crossed!

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!!

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

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

Fap Jack awaits his turn as Pick Cherry Licker, TIMMY and Banana Basher have raided Puff's chocolate stash, those bastards! Goodnight from Trail 732. May the Hash go in Peace.

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.

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.

Fap Jack and Banana Basher are congratulated for snaring the hares.

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

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

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

On-on-on was at burger. With the UC kids getting back soon and this place's close proximity to campus, this may be our last visit for a long time. Goodnight from Trail 817. May the Hash go in Peace.

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.

 

Just Andrew's smile became a little smaller when his hash name was announced.

Taint Brush moves on to a new group of people to explain hashing to. These two were in the group of traveling drinkers as well.

Wicked Retahted grabs a beer and runs the gauntlet of hashers trying to keep it to himself

Co-GM Thmp-Thmp delivers the Chalk Talk to Virgin Marit and her canine chaperone. Only the three letters in the lower right would prove of value to her on THIS trail!

First-arrivers to on-on-on strapped the feed bag on immediately and began munching and gnawing on bones.

TIMMY, Just Frank and Thmp-Thmp wisely wait for the traffic signal to change on Soquel Avenue. Actually though, they're just tired and are surreptitiously taking a breather.

Stub Rub said he desperately needed a drink after being saddled with such a rude name!

Bloody Wanker hopes invoking the power of the mantra 'om' will gird him for the forthcoming struggle with this trail. He was, well, less than successful shall we term it!!

Shiny Snail Trail and TIMMY!!! wander aimlessly along a deserted road truly hoping this is not another of dBASED's infamous false trails.

TIMMY, Pink Cherry Licker and Fap Jack take advantage of a very casual trail to walk as much as possible.

Dog Breath abandons the Black Watch but apparently is taking a small 'piece' of it with him!

On-on-on was across the street from Religion at the Reef bar which also contains Pono Hawaiian Grill. Hmmm. Strange symbiotic relationship going on there.

Here we see Butt Balls contemplating grabbing Deep Stroke from behind. He must have heard how she hijacked Religion last week and inserted a long black sausage into the mechanism that operates things

Tiny Whiny Bitch is 'assisted' on-down the stairs by his dog

These people wisely stayed home tonight and did their drinking here. If they didn't like the people who knocked on their door, they just didn't open it!

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