29th - 30th Jan - Stag and Hen Dos
With Erika and Clayton's impending marriage we were invited on the stag and hen dos to celebrate and humilate in Kiwi style.
Suffice to say that lots of fun and sore heads were experienced! The Stag do was an outward bound adventure in sea kayaks full of cans of Lion Red and Speights (trns: Fosters and Stella) out to an island 6 nautical miles across the Pacific ocean. Luckily (oh, I mean unfortunately!) the weather was to rough to make it to the island so we paddled around the coastline, up rivers and through breakers along with the ritual dunkings, up turnings etc. Clayton got off incredibly lightly I thought - however, I think this was largely due to his policy of 'sock it to them hard before they get a chance to get me' - this started early in the day when he laid a fresh pooh on the front one of the lad's kayaks!! - nobody really wanted to get too close after this!
The dads put on a fine display too including being first to break the rules by going out into the treacherous breakers for some kayak surfing and then getting beached before lunch along with about three bottles of red wine (complete with wine glasses and all transported in the kayaks!).
The evening was pent rough camping in the middle of the Coromandel bush with roraing fires, barbecues, drinking and 60 swedish blondes...this is perhaps a slight exagerration - must have been the beer goggles!
The next day was very slow for me as I displayed my usual ability to deal with one and half pints of shandy - however, the more hardcore were already drinking again by 8am as we packed up and headed back home via a mini golf course and several tactical wee stops. A great weekend and a close up experience of Kiwi partying.
On to the Hen do...
Of course we were very lady like and gentile - a small glass of white wine spritzer and a manicure was perfect for us ladies!!!!!!!...... That's what the boys think anyway!!
Erika's mates had lined up a great boat for a harbour tour of the area they live - very rough like the boys trip - but it didn't stop us cos we're hard as bro! Her mates had prepared a lush tea full of asparagus sarnies, cheese, fruits etc and plenty of booze to get the party started!! All chilled and fizzy - just what you need for a evening in the sunshine on a boat! Erika was dutifully crowned with the obligatory bride to be crown of homemade veil with tasteful adornments of old condoms - she still looked beautiful - all until she began to reveal her thong in a glamorous attempt to pull the old fishermen oggling a boat full of chicks!!
After the sun had gone down we hit the town of Tauranga along with several typical bride to be challenges - which Erika easily met - although finding a condom (not attached to the veil) was a challenge! Full of ladylike drinks and pies we headed home - without our 60 swedish strippers!
Lots of fun had by all!
Suffice to say that lots of fun and sore heads were experienced! The Stag do was an outward bound adventure in sea kayaks full of cans of Lion Red and Speights (trns: Fosters and Stella) out to an island 6 nautical miles across the Pacific ocean. Luckily (oh, I mean unfortunately!) the weather was to rough to make it to the island so we paddled around the coastline, up rivers and through breakers along with the ritual dunkings, up turnings etc. Clayton got off incredibly lightly I thought - however, I think this was largely due to his policy of 'sock it to them hard before they get a chance to get me' - this started early in the day when he laid a fresh pooh on the front one of the lad's kayaks!! - nobody really wanted to get too close after this!
The dads put on a fine display too including being first to break the rules by going out into the treacherous breakers for some kayak surfing and then getting beached before lunch along with about three bottles of red wine (complete with wine glasses and all transported in the kayaks!).
The evening was pent rough camping in the middle of the Coromandel bush with roraing fires, barbecues, drinking and 60 swedish blondes...this is perhaps a slight exagerration - must have been the beer goggles!
The next day was very slow for me as I displayed my usual ability to deal with one and half pints of shandy - however, the more hardcore were already drinking again by 8am as we packed up and headed back home via a mini golf course and several tactical wee stops. A great weekend and a close up experience of Kiwi partying.
On to the Hen do...
Of course we were very lady like and gentile - a small glass of white wine spritzer and a manicure was perfect for us ladies!!!!!!!...... That's what the boys think anyway!!
Erika's mates had lined up a great boat for a harbour tour of the area they live - very rough like the boys trip - but it didn't stop us cos we're hard as bro! Her mates had prepared a lush tea full of asparagus sarnies, cheese, fruits etc and plenty of booze to get the party started!! All chilled and fizzy - just what you need for a evening in the sunshine on a boat! Erika was dutifully crowned with the obligatory bride to be crown of homemade veil with tasteful adornments of old condoms - she still looked beautiful - all until she began to reveal her thong in a glamorous attempt to pull the old fishermen oggling a boat full of chicks!!
After the sun had gone down we hit the town of Tauranga along with several typical bride to be challenges - which Erika easily met - although finding a condom (not attached to the veil) was a challenge! Full of ladylike drinks and pies we headed home - without our 60 swedish strippers!
Lots of fun had by all!
posted by Polly and James at Sunday, February 20, 2005
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