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Lucy:
I dunno bout everyone else but when I try to think of a memory involving Deedee (of which I know I have many) it gets harder to grasp a hold of one cause I panic about forgetting them. So, marvellous plan Pia.

One memory that I've managed to grasp at this moment in time was when we were attempting to kidnap Dee for spring break. She had been hosting some form of radiography party type thing and had apparently once again partied too hardy and pissed off her landlord. Next thing we know Dee comes running out of the house only to dive and roll in behind our parked car screaming "HIDE HIDE!" Whilst giggling histerically.

A simple memory but none the less a treasure to me.

Sara:
OK this is huge but it's what Im giving to Asho for her memories of Dee Dee scrap book

Girls white water training
It was about a year ago that I was invited to sit in on a ‘girls white water training day being run by Kate Harris and Cat Halpin, two of the big names in irish paddling. Dee was on that trip on the annamoe. She was a gutsy promising young paddler and was chosen for this training trip because the canoe club committee could  see her potential and  desire to improve her paddling. My main Dee memory’ from that day was coming up to a rapid called ‘Guinnisses’ and Dee telling me that she had never made it doen that rapid without swimming out of her kayak. Of course she did swim down that rapid that day but only on her first attempt. Like any determined kayaker she collected her boat and paddles at the bottom went back to the top of the rapid and paddled down it again. This time, she made it to the bottom of the rapid in her kayak with paddles in hand. I was so proud of her.

Only a couple of months ago I mentioned this to her with a smile after she spent about 20minutes guiding freshers down that rapid and helping with the rescue.

Wales
For the Easter weekend of ’07 Dee, Myself, Kathleen and Shiobain all packed into Siobain’s Corsa with tents, paddling gear and boats and headed to the ferry for our big Wales adventure. We were off to the picturesque Twyreen river which is damn controlled and designed and built specifically for kayakers. We managed to blag our way into the camp site, not realising that the welsh also celebrated easter and all camp sites would be booked out, and got in our gear and set off to a local lake to practice our rolling technique before dinner. Dee’s roll wasn’t very strong at thae time but she was determined to practice it and get better (it was in Uganda that she developed an extreamly solid roll). Dee and I made a pact that evening to do 20 roll’s before we left the water.

The next morning it was off to the Twyrenn river. Dee had brough one of the club’s playboats and had a tough time getting down the river. Play boats are much shorter than river running boat and are designed for doing spins and other tricks on standing waves and other river features. All we wanted to do was get down the river in one piece and with smiles on our faces. Poor Dee kept getting capsized and dragged by her boat into any feature on the river.

On the second day of our trip Dee decided to borrow a bigger boat, specifically designed for river running and she paddled happily down the river, not a bother on her. It just went to show that Dee was a very good paddler and that day it was just unsuitable gear that had let her down. Her skills shon through in the end and we had a really fantastic weekend in wales. One we will never forget.

Sluice
It was in October or November of 07 that I randomly met Dee and Sluice, a white water feature for surfing and doing tricks on the Liffey close to Lucan. I arrived and was surprised to see three girls from the canoe club surfing sluice. Not a canoe club boy (for rescue or to impress!) in sight. It was great to see the girls being gutsy enough to keep going into sluice, it’s quite an intimidating place to be. I got in my boat and went over to join them. It was Dee ,Kathleen and Jody, they had been there for hours. Kat and Jody had gotten off for breaks and lunch but not Dee Dee. She was on the water all day, pushing herself all day not giving up. It was so impressive to see the girl who had a shakey roll last April going into sluice, surfing and when sge capsized rolling up, not a bother and getting right back in there. Her paddling improved immensely in Uganda.


Gutsy, brave, stunningly-beautiful, caring, fun-loving, adventurous Dee Dee, you have inspired me to paddle hard and focus on improving as fast as you did. Im going to try to live life to the full like you did although how you combined partying and paddling with equal vigour I don’t think ill ever know. You were the ultimate girl-boater, you had it all. I’ll think of you every time I snap on my spray-deck, every time I get nervous about a rapid or a play hole and everytime I go for a roll.

Love You
Miss You
Sara

Diarmaid:
I think most of you know this one but it's still one of my favourites:

This was I think the Saturday night in Easky '06. It was about 4 or 5 in the morning and we were back from the pub. The van with the sound system had set up and people were milling about.

I was out of booze.

So I says to Allio, I says: Allio, got any booze? And he says there's a bottle of vodka and a can of red bull in the boot of my car.

Yoink.

Mix.

Woohoo.

Wandering around the campsite pouring this into people and telling them (in a thick Jakov Smirnoff accent) "In my country, zey call zis ze Wodski Bull". Some people drink, some don't, I do, and a good time is had by all.

Then I wander up to Dee with the bottle of Wodski Bull and before I can even get within 5 yards of her she screams (in her usual hysterical, indignant - loud - scream):

"GET AWAY FROM ME DIARMAID, YOU REPULSE ME!!!! I'LL NEVER SCORE YOU!!!! GO INVADE POLAND!!!!!!"

mmmmm:
Playing drinking Game of Life (our common favourite board game incorporating an alcoholic twist!) for hours on Spring Break 06 in Dee's mobile home.

Or being woken up at 9 o'clock in the morning last June Easkey to an ash covered Dee and Claire singing the wonderfully catchy Roy Orbison classic "I drank all night"

Noone can party like DeeDee, what a legend.

roz:
I´ve got a few, but a non drink related one was the morning after the ball last year when I drove my Simon, Dee Killian and my friend Nicki from Lynams up to the getin of the upper liffey. The weather was bucketing it down and the waterfall on the way... the really big one (Glenmacnass???? but I don´t think so, help me out) was honking. We pull over to have a look and Kill and Simon tell Dee that the get out of the upper liffey is in an eddy just above the waterfall (which it´s not). God bless her, she still wanted to do it although you could see she was terrified. When we told her we were messing, she almost seems disappointed.

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