Cross Traning Until ......
It's been a busy weekend in the land of toast as the croutons have come to stay and play with their dear old dad. We caught the early morning Friday ferry/barge across to North Stradbroke Island. Another family joined us which, true to tradition (we aren't the luckiest campers), ensured we would endure the worst storm the locals had seen for many years. The lightening as going off every few seconds and the thunder moved the earth I'm sure of it. The tent was like sleeping in a pair of bellows or a piano accordion, as the sides sucked in and expanded with the swirling winds.
Saturday morning came and the skies had cleared for us to enjoy the beach triathlon, which is body surfing, sea kayaking and I managed a short 11 km run up and up and up a massive hill to a broken sign reading "Yarr" (I like to think it was put there by pirates).
Sunday morning the camp site was abuzz with the news of a Shark Attack down the beach away. All beaches were closed for swimming, so we headed for Brown Lake (picture attached) and lunch at the bar/pub overlooking ocean whilst the latest deluge of rain confirmed that it was time for us to come home.
posted by Toasty @ 6:16 pm
7 Comments:
Compliments for the glorious victory. I am sure you didn't forget to put our flag on the top of the hill!
croutons? You crack me up man! Don't worry... I have the same camping "luck"... must be why I hate camping :)
Stay away from the sharks... I hear they like toasty goodness.
ok, now i'm glad i didn't go for option #2.
oh, and was there any mention of a blue speedo?
That beach triathlon sounds pretty good right now in the middle of winter here in Washington.
Gosh, I didn't realise you were there for the weekend. It was just so sad about the shark attack. You just don't expect it to happen at Straddy :-(
best regards, nice info
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