Another Day, Another Heli-Ride

Ho hum. Yep, another day at the office.

This was an intimate affair for 8 today. Actually a stag party. A nice bunch of lads from Sheffield. Coming hot on the heels of Jedi’s trip and 8 hours of digging for the NSMBA. I know, I know, but somebody has to do it.

The weather was the shits, though. Blue skies are so dull day after day.

Andre’s Wall.

Handlebar Heights.

The best Awesome Rock pics I’ve gotten yet.

The crew hanging out at Stone Rocks.

That’s Dom, Pete, Matt, Jim, Charlie, James (the doomed man), and Dan.

Eatin’ dust at the end of the line.

Great day. Faster with a smaller crew too. Only five hours and forty minutes.

well, you’re up to date. I’ve had strep throat for the past week. I guess the summer finally caught up with me. The next 20 days straight are upon me. Should have some fresh updates for you in a few days.

Nice Accent :: Where ya Fromme?

The last full day saw us heading up to Fromme with serious hangovers due to closing down the Raven pub with rowdy rugby songs.

Funny how it took ten days to figure out how much Jedi looks like Shrek.

Are we not men? We are DEVO!

Upper Oilcan’s first big move. Stouph, I think.

Stewie on Big Smooth.

Stewie again on Sideshow.

Same stunt, different angle. Glen almost got excited on this one.

How ’bout all them beers last night, eh boys?

A coupla birds.

Some rollercoaster shots.

Well, that’s about it. The best Bush Pilot trip to date. We all got a bit weepy after is was all said and done (until Jedi dropped trou once again).

To Jedi, Skip, Stouph, Mark, Stewie, Glen, Ed, Pierre, Llew, Rocket, Chaos, Emandem, and Paul; thanks for a memorable 11 days. The country seems bigger without ya.

Of course, do I get to take some time off now?

..no rest for the wicked is what they say.