A tutorial on how to cling to a flying trapeze, every fibre at breaking point while trying to postpone the inevitable fall.

How many times have we seen Mason Ho, the thirty three year old from Sunset Beach, hissing with pleasure as he flings his thighs open to throes of the thrill?

In this, the final instalment from Mason Ho’s month-long romp through Scotland, described in an earlier instance by JP Currie as like watching “dog chasing its own tail, even if it ends in success it’s going to hurt”, Mason bombs his biggest challenge yet.

The eighteen-minute edit is a tutorial on how to cling to a flying trapeze, every fibre of his skin at breaking point while trying to postpone the inevitable fall, giving an impression of ease and grace.

Essential.

Small, busty, doe-eyed Mason Ho courts danger and adventure in Fiji!

Whatever Reef and GoPro are paying little Mason Ho, thirty-four years old or close enough from Sunset Beach in Hawaii, nephew of much-loved world champ Derek Ho, gone too soon, and son of Pipe Master Michael Ho, brother of Coco if that counts for something, it ain’t enough.

The last time we saw Mason “Dirty Dick” Ho, he was in Scotland, where the men are handsome and the whisky is delicious if we dare believe TERF JK Rowling. There, he wrestled obstinate waves that wish to cut you from ass to earlobe. In those extraordinary edits, you can almost hear the urgency in his testicles.

Here, a few days in the life of a haul to Tavarua, that barely inhabitable rock in the Pacific Ocean, although money has manicured it to something close to heaven for the Americans who assault it from March to September, as viewed through his POV lens, with much attention paid to the Reef shoes that dress his little feet.

Before you turn off, wait for the POV tubes, the drop-in by a kite-foiler, the hit on the reef that draws blood and flesh from Dirty Dick’s shoulder.

As always from the studio of Rory Pringle and Mason Ho, essential.