The Non-Beach Run

"And Lo and Behold Dids't the Qcar people Declare and Aver that they would hold a Beach Run in Mid Summer. They hopethed for a warm and Sunny Day but Yea and Verily it dideth not occur. And Lo the sun refusedeth to shineth and didst the Wind decide to bloweth and so didst the organisers say "Fuck it - Lets go to the pub" whereupon verily didst the Congregated Congregation go to said Pub and Delight in its Pubiness."

The Prophecies of McKillop Under the Influence Chapter 12.2 verses 14.666 - 17.834

As the sun did not shine and it was pretty cold so we decided not to go to the beach. We had met at Ruby's in Stirling and had intended to head to North Maslin's Beach for a sand castle building competition and a picnic. Instead we went for a magical mystery tour of the Adelaide Hills.

First stop was Mount Bold Reservoir. We arrived at 3.45pm and the gates shut at 4pm. We had a very quick stop, look and fag (for those interested in cancer sticks) and then headed off towards Kangarilla but not before being nearly closed in by the over-enthusiastic gate-keeper.

We then headed towards Meadows and Macclesfield where we de-camped and enjoyed a bevvy or two with the Three Brothers and their Arms. We also witnessed a fine architectural discourse on the building of a ruin from Robyn ably assisted by Julie. They were rewarded with spontaneous applause and they didst please our saint in waiting so much that a gift parcel containing her favourite tipple among other things did suddenly and mysteriously appear unto them.

From thence we took various scenic routes to the fabled magnificence of Chateau Glenunga where the picnic finally took place.



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At Mount Bold with David and Julie and a bit of Lucy. Peter and Sal in the background.



"Poorly planned"
"Badly organised"
'What a shit run"
"Can't even get the weather right"
"Pfft"

Robyn, Peter, Brian and Sal exchange pleasantries.




"You draw first Clint"
"No you draw first Brent"
"Okay on the count of three we blow away that tiny red Eastern European Nikki cockroach!"




Brett didn't realise his drink was actually milk.
"Insert name here" ________ and Alexander smile knowingly.
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At the Three Brothers Arms.



Robyn and Julie present the biggest architectural project since the Burj Dubai.



Rod, "Insert name here" ________ ,Brett and Bryan enjoy the deck at the Chateau.



Din dins at the Chateau. *Add your own chomping, chewing and yummy sounds*