As usual I didn’t remember where the run was till I was chatting with Screw today who asked me if I was going tonight.
So WHP and Radar loaded up the ute and headed of into 4×4 country. Found Smeg sitting on the fence managing the traffic he asked me to make sure I engaged 4 wheel drive before I headed of into the wilderness.
We arrived at the piles of sand to a few 4x4s and a ford lurking around looking for a place to get bogged.
The run was called,Smeg had hitched a lift to the site and started giving directions as to the markings, terrain and easiness of the run that been set by Goldy. We all headed of looking for Self raising flour with size 12 clod hopper marks beside them.
We trudged through the sand and debris (I noticed a Ford in there) wonder who’s hotel that is.
Up sand hill and down sand dale till the rock wall track with nice river views and plenty of self-raising flour, it took me walkers not in site back to the drink stop from the 4×4 bar provided by Snot.
Smeg was there to greet me he and Streaker were very concerned that the poor little precious walkers wouldn’t make it or had seen the rock track and headed back into the dunes.
A nice trot along the beach back to the piles and a well-earned Icy cold beer, then later the walkers arrived in the dark.
Circle was finally called after mossy spray, chips and homemade dip.
25 finally formed a ring with a couple hats among them. Jokes came on freely a few down downs and charges. And one for the visitor from south Shagus.
Nosh was yum yum, wraps with spicy chicken and Salad
On On WHP
