What a geek. Here I am, a night on the Razz at Cav Avenue on the Gold Coast without my family in tow… and what do I do? Go talk to my self on my blog, hello me.

After stacking my bicycle on Thursday night, like a fool (I’ll let someone else share that story in the comments). I have been limping around like a pirate all weekend. I had to bunk off doing the Mini-Kokoda which really sucked. I feel like a limping piratical blob after having hung around all day.

Di, Emma and Lisa did the +30k walk like arctic explorers, they faced the hardships, conquered hills (despite grinding knee bones) all with a smile. Or possibly slightly insane grins… grimaces? Luckily nobody had to sacrifice themselves for the good of the expedition, unless you include me, but the girls just said it was because I was a wuss.

Di did offer to sacrifice herself, “You can go on without me you know”. Hah bloody cheek, she inveigles us all into this crazy scheme and then offers to hop off the wagon just when it really starts rolling. SCU Wanderers sticks together. That’s what it is all about folks!

Even if we have to crawl over the finish line dragging each other by the nostrils!!

Now there is a bunch of photos attached, see below. I can’t be stuffed making little thumbnails and linky bits and stuff. I’m heading out to grab a stiff drink and then I’ll go find somewhere to read the second half of, “As I Walked Out One Midsummer Morning” written by Laurie Lee and first published the year I was born. Thanks Cheri, I’m loving re-reading it.