Into the wide green yonder

Sunday, August 13, 2006

About 20 minutes before this shot was taken, Cranky Pants, who was already in a foul mood, slipped on a rock during a creek crossing and fell square on his arse. After swearing loudly, frequently, and with searing conviction (rather shocking the baby-boomer nature lovers who happened to be trying to get a photograph of the serene natural setting at the time), Mr Pants stormed off ahead leaving us in his dust. When we reached checkpoint 6 in this photo, this is as close as anyone would get to him (with the exception of his betrothed). Posted by Picasa

1 Comments:

Anonymous mike said...

what can I say... I love falling in the creek. even better to hobble for 10k's, then fall in the creek.

5:47 AM  

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