Land Plan
Beez Neez now Chy Whella
Big Bear and Pepe Millard
Thu 6 Aug 2015 22:57
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Land Trip
Planning Meeting
  A little fed up with the constant
howling wind, getting soaked every time we get in dinghies and having missed
Suva and other spots on the way here, the Royals of Scott-Free and the
Beezers of Beez Neez have decided to make a break for it on a land
trip. The Sheers cannot come due to Rod’s poorly knee, so it is very
sad the Stealthy Six will be the Formidable Four for the foray into the unknown.
Plans began to form after Bear had
had a sleep on the beach yesterday, always a worry when he springs anywhere, let
alone into action. By seven this morning his stubby digit was nary flying over
his IPad, by the early radio call from Maj - the very same thing had been
happening over on Scott-Free. Very spooky indeed, Chris and Steve had
just finished boiled eggs as we had just sat down to eat ours, and no egg events
to report............
At eleven o’clock, the very Royals
graced us for a formal planning meeting, credit cards drawn. I fell about when
Maj drew her pencils out of their dry-bag wearing
nappies. “No, they are wrapped to stop them stabbing a hole”. Oh
OK, but they still looked hilarious to me. Settled with a
cup of tea our chairman got cracking. Bear on support, me on scribe and
Steve on telephone back-up. By midday it was beer o’clock as hands were wringing
or being squeezed to head and the credit cards were still snoozing. Every
reasonable hotel was unavailable and the exquisitely expensive were nice to look
at....... Eventually by late lunch time Bear had checked there was a ferry
service on Sunday, booked our thirty quid flight to Suva from Nadi and Maj had
booked us into self-catering apartments near the town centre. Things began
pouring out of the printer.
It was just as well we booked to
begin on Sunday, today being Thursday, why not go tomorrow. We could have but
neither pairing would have got any sleep. Water makers to settle, things to
charge up, packing and pacing to be done. By four o’clock we had a white water
rafting trip sorted and all travel in, around and to Pacific Harbour done on the
bus. We left the next chunk of sand duning, fort bimble and turtle feeding in
Sidoku, Sigourney, Sigaterra or even Sigatoka until another day. Rod and Brenda
popped in for an update and by five we were at the bar, sheltering as best we
could from the wind and reporting to the Sheers. The bar had all of six
hardy sorts as the rest of the fleet had sensibly stayed at home in the warm and
dry.
 Sunset looks so
peaceful, pity the picture has no sound as the wind was howling at an
average of twenty knots gusting to thirty. No need to worry about scurf or nits
I suppose..........
  Maj finally
and not a moment too soon, sorted Bear out for his
cheek all day. How he got away with it so long beggars belief.
ALL IN ALL NEARLY
THERE
GOOD PROGRESS – SLOW PACE
STEADY......... |