After coffee and cake… and a huge curry various merry making ensued (one ibble dibbler had a record 13 dibble ibbles- don't ask), the stag arm wrestled all pleasant Andy proved himself pretty strong and flexible for one of the oldest in the party Richard sampled the nightlife through mud and bushes, with blacked out goggles on late at night- under the belief, at least temporarily that we were in the same boat and Jamie made bizarre faces whilst trying to move a 50p piece that he was under the mistaken belief was perched on his forehead… and the odd bottle of beer/wine/port/rum/whiskey was seen off too depending on for tastes. Cheers to Andy and Hebridean Pursuits for the venue, the food the activities and cheers all for the craic. A very civilised couple of days with a relatively well behaved team!
Sleepy stag about to get a wet wake up
Andy coming down
That rock is new
Brian heading for the chockstone
Chilly but happy
Looing back up the slot to the chockstone
Over the edge
Behind the falls as another one comes down
Andy sans ripe
Rich following the nightlife
Jamie trying to move the 50p… that wasn't there!