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TIMMY concentrates on his martini and ignores harriettes Hugh Heifer, Princess Di(arrhea) and Cumcerto talking chick-stuff in the corner.

Virgins Aaron, Jeremiah, Marisol and Nancy listen as Joke,Song or Body Part options are detailed.

Virgins Kate, Luke and Jackson were welcomed to the hash and congratulated for completing all of this crappy trail.

A well-stocked bar is an insult to the hash. We set about changing it's appearance at on-on-on

While this did not come as a revelation to anyone, I feel it's good to be reminded of this occasionally, it's so easy to forget basic inherent truths!

Little Anal Annie's Garden Paradise was defamed by many hashers on this sunny evening

Co-hare dBASED spits-up Instructions of Trail but as you can see. no one listens to him any longer.

Thankfully, this was the only law enforcement vehicle we would see this night.

Virgin Julie listens as Princess Di(arrhea) delivers the proverbial Chalk Talk. As much of this trail was in a stream, this exercise was all for naught!

Occasional Rapist was selected as the evening's Beer Fairy.

It appears Twisted Fister finds Instructions of Trail incredibly funny as well. Apparently he has little respect for this hare-pair!

The first check and accompanying false trail provided the hares with all the lead time they'd need. The mob milled aimlessly here for five minutes

While the pack sniffed for trail at the intersection of Fredrick Street and Broadway....

The Slut said she REALLY needed a drink after hearing her forever-name. Goodnight from Trail 576. May the Hash go in Peace

Hugh, again elected to Beermistress, chooses her 'prize' from the grab bag.

Point A tonight was long-standing Seabright-area neighborhood bar Brady's Yacht Club. However, I seriously doubt you will find any yacht owners in attendance!

The pack begins to abandon Beer Check as the size of the waves becomes intimidating. Only a few brave (half-minds?) hounds remain to pack the cooler.

Banana Basher appears perturbed when the brewer refused to extend him credit for another beer.

For those of you that remember Borland and their software empire, now headquartered in Austin, Texas, it's obvious someone is maintaining portions of their original campus.

Clownmydia needed no instruction after hearing, Drink it down,down,down,down...

For someone that was just accused of laying a terrible trail, Stub Rub appears quite unconcerned with the charge!

Liquor Check was held beside the river and, sadly, less than a hundred yards from the county jail. Well, at least transporting us would have saved the city money!

Just Kevin and Shiny Snail Trail, standing in the former lake bed, look for a dry way to cross Bean Creek one...more...time!!

Fap Jack and Pink Cherry Licker ordered the five-pound burrito from the menu at Salsa's. No, they did NOT finish it tonight!

Hugh Heifer traipses along trail dodging the poison oak and dog droppings.

Stupid Pussy had to get a closer look at this sign but yes, it does say: Entering Tsunami Hazard Zone. This comes from today's 'Only In Santa Cruz' file

Nipple Butt and Lori round the same corner. They,too, hope Beer Check will be in evidence. Even Nipple Butt is getting weary by now

Next door to the bar are the lanes. They will soon fill with league matches and people swilling almost as much beer as hashers.

Many hashers exhibited great trepidation about sniffing for trail in the I.O.O.F. Cemetery!

Beermeister TIMMY was punished for not bringing down-down beer and co-GM Thmp-Thmp was punished for telling him to only bring our down-down chalices.

Occasional Rapist was chosen as the evening's sacrificial Beer Fairy

 

Rain City H3,Seattle, visitors Wheaton Whacker and Zippercised have their priorities straight: bar first,Hash Cash second!

During on-in for Religion Accuprick was heard to exclaim, A bathroom, a bathroom, I'd donate my next beer for a bathroom!

For taking a 'personal timeout' along trail and consequently missing Liquor Check, Giant Asexual and Hugh Heifer were awarded down-downs.

Liquor Check, which I luckily misses, featured Kraken Black Spiced Rum though this appears to be a octopus on the label. Must be cheap crap.

There was a nice sized crowd at the Rio as we passed by. They made sure to keep their eyes on us as they were unsure as to our purpose for all the running

I fear the Muff is either drooling or lactating

Little regard was shown for the jeep in the background. Hashers think they have the right-of-way on all side streets apparently!

Vintage Faith, all the way back to 1938, is what every hasher has to have every time they put paw to trail each week!!

Just Pauline and Just Dan find a great spot for a wedding photo if the spot was not inaccessible to normal people.

After further discussion, it was decided the Turkey Trail WAS too long so hare Twisted Fister joins Hugh Heifer at the altar.

Just Stephanie and Just Nate, having completed their fifth hashes with us, prepare themselves for their naming ceremony.

A scenic field was highjacked for Beer Check. Luckily the owner was absent this time, last time here we were busted.

Our Founder and today's guest Religious Adviser, Banana Basher, begins Religion.

This Parrish Hall has no connection whatsoever to Parrish House on the Westside. This one is connected with a church while the other one, well, you know what goes on at THAT place!

Shallow Hole and Thmp-Thmp guard the check while less lazy hashers solve it for them.

And the hares...Princess Di(arrhea) and Shallow Hole. I hope they retire soon....before the kill me!!! Goodnight from Trail Six-69. May the Hash go in Peace.

Isn't this great? You can sit here and work on these beautiful bottles while watching the fishes swim around. However....

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