VERSION 1
An elite few arrived at the Mountbatten Centre car park to be greeted by Donkey
promising an experience never had before in the history of hashing! He led us to a shed
full of rubber suits, some of which were wet and dripping - were we about to assist
Donkey in carrying out some kind of rubber-suited fantasy? As there were no cameras in evidence we didn't appear to be helping to make an erotic movie! He then insisted we
don brightly coloured buoyancy aids and we advanced onto the pontoon.

We waited on the pontoon for ages - Euthanasia managed to pass some of the time by
indulging in a passionate embrace with a strange man - until Donkey and another man
(whose name I don't know) drove up in bright orange safety boats. We all clambered
aboard and were sped across the wild and windy waves to Bovisand. Everyone seemed to enjoy the boat trip except for Beth who was trying to put her head under any available
person! We jumped out of the boats into a couple of feet of water (after all, a hash isn't a hash without getting wet!!!), ran ashore and commenced the run.

Apart from the thousands of steps (well, a lot anyway) the run was picturesque with
magnificent views across the Sound to Plymouth Hoe on a lovely sunny evening. We
dashed up the steps (well. Zippy and Plodder did anyway!) and then staggered down over the rocks - luckily the tide was out - which also involved a certain use of mountaineering skills. Mudflaps found out that her legs were too short to clamber down some of the rocks and, in the absence of a grow bag, she accepted assistance from Anonymouse who was being a hero to the dainty Hashettes! Whilst on the beach Yakkidah was seen examining lumps of rotten wood but decided they were too big to carry with her - another fantasy trying to be fulfilled?

Donkey had assured us that, if we were on, we were on which did cause us some
confusion when we found arrows pointing us back the way we had come!! And, just
when we thought it was all over. Donkey re-appeared (having gone off earlier in the boat)
and took us back to "that" shed and made us carry canoes down to the water. Plodder did his super hero performance and carried one on his own! The three boats raced around the pontoon - rowed valiantly by people more used to exercising their legs! - and was easily won by Plodder, Yakki and Euthanasia. Zippy tipped a boat over (presumably because he hadn't won) plummeting Dishy into the sea. However Dishy got her own back as, whilst appearing to be making it up with Zippy, she whipped his shorts down revealing his all. We didn't have any binoculars with us so couldn't really see very well! Zippy seemed to enjoy this - maybe his secret fantasy is to be compulsorily exposed to the world!!

On On!!!


VERSION 2
The car park at Mountbatten contained a motley collection of Drake Hashers looking
apprehensive as Donkey strutted around in his bloc shades trying to impress the
hashettes and Meg. To counter last weeks rumour Zippy turned in the same van as
Plodder with not a Mermaid in sight........

After some debate Donkey announced that our minder for the evening would be Ali who promptly led us onto the jetty, here we stood exchanging sea stories until our hare arrived to collect us for a trip to Bovisand by boat. Here we were dumped on the beach,or more precisely about 20 meters off the beach to the disgust of Mudflaps and our hare sped offback to the Mountbatten bar whilst shouting, " Stick with Ali".

Then followed a run back along the coast path. At the long/short split Dishy and Mole led most of the pack after Zippy on the long,claiming she didn't want to miss the view from the top. The long's came blundering out of the undergrowth to ruin the peace of a couple sitting quietly on a bench enjoying the view. Here the pack joined Ali and Teef back on the footpath. Eventually we ended up on a beach combing / rambling stroll across the beach with Yakki collecting driftwood.

Back at Mountbatten Donkey had another treat as the final sting in the tail........ A canoe race around the jetty......The pace was set by Yakki, Euthanasia and Plodder leaving Team Beast and Team Zip floundering in their wake... even after a desperate attempt by Zip to swim ashore to the finish line. In desperation Zip was reduced to taking his crew for a swim which Mole managed to avoid by leaping ashore ...... Dishy wasn't fast enough and is now known as FISHY.


At the bar ZIPP announced that he is a technical virgin ???? For more info. See Zip.
Thanks Martin and Ali ........apparently Donkey helped as well!!!!!!!
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