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Banana haul

Farm load turned into a clock. Bound banana stalks, honest weight, loincloth kit. Also the middle stamp of the island triathlon: after the reed craft, before the open-water float swim.

Load

Stalks cut that morning, bound in a house rack so nobody sneaks a light bundle. You may shoulder, hug, or yoke the load. You may not drag it. The wrap digs. The sack feels every step on the dune.

Weight is the same for every man in a heat. Bigger men do not get more fruit; smaller men do not get pity stalks. The list is cruel on purpose.

Course

Paint line at the pier, sand loop, short dune climb, down to the finish stake. Dropped stalks void the lap—pick up and you still re-run from the last mark. One wrap adjust allowed; twice is a soft-form mark and a laugh from the oval.

Optional cruel heat (medics on the dune): stalk rope clipped to a padded ball ring so every bounce tugs the sack. Same logic as ball-well water—load is hung on you.

Triathlon handoff

Full-day men arrive salty from the reed craft, grab the rack without a shirt break, and run. At the finish they drop stalks in the circle and hit the water for the float swim without a towel. Judges hate delays. Delays look like quitting.

Finish

Time and clean load. Winner eats free at the stall. Loser carries both loads back to the boat while the oval counts out loud. Kick bets after are allowed if both still stand.