Just a blimp day.

Julie and Rochelle went for an early morning walk up to the look out while everyone else had a sleep in. Followed by a lazy breakfast and lazing the morning away.

After lunch, to beat the heat we found the rapids and that's where the tales begin.

Samuel rolled in the rapids (just like he was rolling in the sand at Big Red) - hanging onto the rocks and wearing all the skin off his fingertips. We had to ban him from the rapids for a day to recover.

Steve on the other hand, also enjoyed the rapids until he found himself in the whirlpool and had to choose between letting go of the rocks or letting go of his speedo shorts. Steve 0 rapids 1. The shorts were never to be seen again. Lucky we had towels with us.

Steve then asked for Rochelle's shorts which were too short for public viewing. Julie and the boys made a valiant effort to recover the short but nevertheless they were gone. The audience of grey nomads were delighted and will no doubt get great value out of this tale.