Make up your own caption. I can’t really do this one justice.
Ah Paul…..you were doing so well.
Can’t you be more like Steve?
Craig, of course, was taking it easy with those stitches in his leg.
Yeah, right.
That’s more like it, Paul.
Oh yeah, I forgot to mention, this is Gilliard in Kelowna. Happy gapping.
We had a few laps, did a few shots….
…and then passed out in the back of the van with some dogs face in our lap.
He’s BA-C-C-K-K!! He’s back in the saddle aga-i-i-in…..
Well, out of the hospital and pretty high on drugs at any rate. 6 weeks till back in the saddle. Today is a rest day, so we hung out at several beaches in the Okanagan and drank beer, lloked at girls, and hung out with THESE freaks….
Old school Cove guys, they never fail to amuse.
On the down side we got sort of hazed out by a bit of a forest fire burning to the south.
Didn’t really make too much difference to us though.
Except that the Tony/Antoinette romance seems to have already burned out. Come on over to the white trash table, honey. We’ll take care of ya.
Well, Tony might be down and out, but we might have found something to keep him occupied while he’s healing up. And no Barb, that’s not how you inflate her.
It’s just as well Tony didn’t come out today, as he hates Arawana.
Paul, on the other hand, loves it.
See?
Although this shot of Panama is the pic of the day for sure.
6 feet to sniper tranny? Paul’s all over it.
…and this trickster log ride.
..and this drop too.
Stophe was always in front, so not too many shots.
We played with this skinny for while, so even Pierre gets a pic today (he’s terribly camera shy).
We all put our pants on one leg at a time, see?
