Today we went back to Padstow beach with the intention of some beach olympics. We had another cracker day with the weather, I suspect that this may have been the second day in the history of England. Although names were picked out of a hat, Hayden and I were on the same team. If it were some of my other friends running the "random" selection process I would have been sceptical.
Before the olympics started we had some free time roaming around the olympic village so obviously Hayden and Dan were buried alive by Greg and Jack. I'm pretty sure thats what real olympians do in their down time too.
Unfortunately the olympic race action was too highly intense for photography, but obviously "Michelles Diamonds" won (the team with me and Gaz in it, Michelle was the team leader and the name of our team in no way has anything to do with our sexuality). We may have had some advantages though as quite a few of the events involved running.After the olympics we had more free time so we dug a gigantic hole. We were musing over the ability of a beach to reduce our mentality to that of small children, small children with massive muscles, and enough dedication to dig 2m deep holes. Photographic evidence provided below, courtesy of Miss Beth Spur.
After the beach some people went to buy fish and chips from Rick Steins fish and chip store but it was probably gonna be about $35NZD for a couple of bits of fish and some chips. Seems absurd for fish and chips!
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