There was little information relayed during Instructions of Trail by hare-pair Dung-Fu Grip and Ho To Housewife mainly because the rain changed trail logistics.

With the exception of the always-rude Twisted Fister, on-out was the usual lazy affair.

This is Virgin Carolyn. If you see similarities between her and Shiny Snail Trail, you're correct. They're mother and daughter.

The herd skirted the edge of Anna Jean Cummings Park. This park is colloquially called.....

Whistle laughs saying, Trails can't get much worse than this one was!!!

Here's Can'd H3's Ghetto Man. He likes to arrive late hoping to avoid being snared by Hash Cash. He always, however, seems to be able to find Beer Check!

Sunday Semen was joined by Dog Breath who could not bear to see anyone else drink from his 'dog dish'.

One last piece of hash business today and it was the elimination of Just Chip and his transitioning to a full-fledged hasher with the appropriate rude moniker.

This should have read 'Tipsy Jig'!

Religious Adviser Dung-Fu Grip awards down-downs to Thmp-Thmp and Hugh Heifer for wearing their Happi Coats on a really hot day.

Hooker On Kronix,Bitch and Fap Jack are not overjoyed after a few hundred yards of accursed sand!

Here's TIMMY pretending to enjoy trail though we all know he's ready to wring the hare's scrawny neck by now!

Pussy Toupee and Grassy Ass were welcomed as visitors, Then they were asked to never return

First to the altar was our two co-GM's, the shaky-marriage, wife-husband team of Princess Di(arrhea) and Thmp-Thmp. While Hash Cash frequently curses them, they've done a damn good job this year.

Virgin Sal's turn on the hot seat. She, too, went the joke route.

Here's Six explaining how he got back to California from Texas. Male prostitution was the general consensus!

Just Christina, Hugh Heifer and Dung-Fu Grip were convicted if chivalry on-trail. All three helped kennel mates even more half-minded than themselves! No good deed goes unpunished at the hash.

Dung-Fu Grip stares at trail marking chalk like he's never seen the stuff before. Twisted Fister gets a chuckle while Thmp-Thmp reminds him he doesn't know how to use the stuff anyway!

Muff informs Tiny Whiny Bitch that if he does not like martinis,he may give his to her. Note Ralph trying to hide from Hash Flash

Jameson proved a popular alternative to the more traditional hash libation.

Virgins Cody and Brian stand guarding a check. They have caught on very quickly!

Deep Stroke ambles over the last log bridge during on-in. By now, a number of hounds just splashed through the damn creek fed up with the unstable, rolling log bridges.

Shiny Snail Trail breaks into a trot obviously intending to abandon mother Carolyn in the deep,dark wood.

Occasional Rapist tells co-hares Schlong Division and Slonad they are in the running for Longest Trail of the Year award!

TIMMY and daughter Pink Cherry Licker discuss whom will pilot their car home later. Probably neither of them knowing their history

After seeing these three,Hash Flash felt certain it was time to put the camera away. Goodnight from Trail 569. May the Hash go in Peace

Virgin Jamie stares at a dollop of flour trying to remember what she was told it means during the Virgins Chalk Talk. She just waited for an experienced hasher!!

Princess Di(arrhea) knows she not DFL as long as Santa is behind her.

Just Jessica appears to have abandoned her Virgin, Jennifer, and left her to fend for herself.

Early-arrivers set up their drinking business outside to enjoy the last of the day's rays.

It's never too early for Halloween around Santa Cruz!!

The beautiful wood floor and the 18-foot ceiling drew many to the living room.

Dung-Fu Grip and Deep Stroke ponder whether or not they really want to go to another bar!

Here is the last known photograph of Just Marisol. The RA standing beside her is just about to say to her.....

Vince Lamblowme was called up for expressing too much interest in Hugh Heifer's sex life.

Foot Loose and Panty Free reminds Kurt his Naming Ceremony is tonight. Kurt asks if there's a way to avoid such embarrassment. 'Leave now!',was her response

Goldie Coxx and Snatch.cum look lovingly at their next drink

Six of Nine visited with the RA yet again, this time for auto-hashing on-in with the hares.

Circleup stole a substantial section of the parking lot as over thirty half-minds showed snout for our Green Dress/St.Patrick's Day hash.

And the hares... Shallow Hole and Dung-Fu Grip. Their services will not be desired again for quite a while. Goodnight from Trail 804. May the Hash go in Peace.

Diddler On The Roofie appears far happier now than when we last saw him just before On-out! Funny how fondling Shallow Hole has improved his outlook!

This is not a man you wish to meet in ANY alley at be it day OR night!

Shiny Snail Trail interrupted Religion long enough to yell, I HATED this trail!!

Schlong Division and TIMMY fan-out sniffing for the elusive bottle. And it was...

Worm's abode begins to fill with hashers. Sorry, Worm!

Virgin Adam doffs his hat and prepares to do his first down-down

Early-arrivers cordoned off a corner of the bar area for hash use. This small space would soon expand and push all the mortals off to one side.

Apple Bobber remained at the altar and was congratulated on the (mostly) successful completion of his 69th hash with us. Good job, Apple, it only took 15 years!!