We needed a rest day yesterday. BC’s a bit overwhelming your first time out.

Today it was time to hit the home turf. No, not the Shore, but the Peat Bog.

A day off and the njuries had stiffened up a bit, so we took some extra time to get the kinks out today. Yeah….right. Straight into teeters and hucks.

Oops…that didn’t work out the way it’s supposed to.

Luckily we had ‘Stash to show us how it’s done.

There ya go, Gary. That’s better.

Now it’s time for the Moneyshot.

Pictchure Purfekt.

A little lower Gary missed his footing on a ladder (he was really slugging rats today. These things happen). It was a near miss on what could have been a bad leg break, as his foot got caught in the rungs and he went over the side. Luckily we got there in time to get him free with nothing worse than a little bit of blood and another set of bruises.

The afternoon was more time off, courtesy of Cap’n Jack at the Black Pearl.

Yeah, those Balck Pearl martini’s are pretty good aren’t they?

So’s the view.

ARRRRRGGGGGGHHHHHHH! Could be a hangover in your future, mateys.