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OK, so lets fill you in on some of our adventures. We headed north to hit some outer reefs BUT Christian hit his dif crossing the sand, lucky for him Russel had his winch to give Christian and his mighty expanda a helping hand. The girls blamed the flock of 180 emus(bitter) for bogging them down, but they made it to their destination unscathed.(except for one or two emus downed along the way.) With the ducky inflated and boards strapped on, they had to dodge the sharks(some of which were bigger than the boat)which were having a massive feeding frenzy amongst baitfish. They then saw some lovely left handers peeling down the reef and laughed at 2nd wave set Riley who could not get close enough to Christian and Rob! Riley was that scared of the maneaters lurking below he would only take waves if Christian or Rob took one first. Russel Coit then headed below them with gun in hand, to catch the delights of our tastebuds…….calamari, cray and bluebone fish. YUM.
Meanwhile back at camp, Melissa, Helen and Shairon are dodging snake trails on their morning run to be topped off with a sly skinny dip….only to be busted by not one, but two vehicles. SHATERED. Darcy was the man of the moment, catching an albino flathead from the beach. Jesse tried to top that, but, much to Tahlee's terror, only got a ray.(not boy).Meanwhile, Asha, left to her own devices, managed to get a tube of superglue stuck to her bum.
As the surf subsided, the bread wars began, with Christian adding a touch of emu to bring home the blue ribbon. Shairon, under pressure, burnt the shit out of hers which was aptly named black pudding……..even the wildlife gave it a miss. We've forged rivers and crossed dunes, past a dying goat to a sad derelict whaling station where Riley managed to find a barrel (tin one that is) and we were in awe of the giants that died there. So
from the land where the women become she males and the men become
male-she`s, where Christian has finally come out with his feminine
side……and his foot…..maybe next time.
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