After feeling as hung over as a dog all day we arrived in Ulladulla to stay the night on the beach. What's camping with out a camp fire? Adam's van is like the urban assault vehicle, he has everything in there organized so perfectly it's quite anal... I swear before we set off on this trip ol' Jeffy wasn't cross eyed...
This morning I woke up to a phone call from Midget to find that he was already at the pub. Friends don't let friends drink alone so I went and found him knockin' a few back with this ol' digger...
Sometimes having a couple of fathers sodas before skating can be a good thing. Not long after this photo was taken we went and skated Homebush and Keithy did him self a mischief. This eventually would send the lil' fella home early, he was a missed soldier on the rest of the trip...
The good times were starting to take their toll...
White knuckled river crossing in the glorified lawn mower that we called our wheels...
I forget what this place is called but it's the second time I've been there. The first was after a trip to Nimbin on a cookie binge with Al, Cheese and Midget. It's fuckin' MC Massive...