Sunday, May 31, 2009

Southerly Drift

Paul rang last night; seems that he'd not talked with Tom about using the boat, or at least how it would be towed. Dunno, must be getting nappy brain already (this does happen to males also - my observation only). So how he and Andrew were going to hunt with no tow vehicle (Tom's gor the 'Baru at Whanga)... well, that's a big unanswered question. But shit, when Rilee was due I was a mess, couldn't remember what day it was. Leaving in 30 minutes, wind is fresh Southerly and its a bluebird day. A walk on the phezzies and an evening shoot, that's the order of the day. (Man I need this).

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