Fangyland with a squillion baby crabs, Pacey, Iain and Joe V. Post more later.

A sneaky little sail this arvo that would be starting to feel a bit summery if;

1. The breeze was not so bleeding cold,
2. The breeze was a little more consistent.

I had the same combo, Barge, KaR9.4 and FF28 Swoody and proceeded to bash around the paddock a bit. The only really affront to a decent day out was Pacey squealing like his first Village People Concert when he tried the equivalent of the Normandy D Day landings through the swarms of meth addicted juvenile crabs. Tomorrow I am going to have my camera running - it wii be a gold logie and  Top Ten addition to my shelf too.