22_09_15

Backtracking.

That’s not looking like its full of fun.

Rain descends.

The sky is angry.

Ooot on ta toon.

Every street is alive.

The OCC flag is turning into ‘Triggers broom’.

Music plays, crowds gather.

Ruffian finds a new home.

Just how did we reverse through that gap.

Boats, boats everywhere.

Secret Lemonade drinkers.

The walls tell us where we are.

We disappear into the jungle.

Larry loves a waterfall.

Fiona takes on a particularly sketchy bridge.

Any transport as long as it’s a moto transport.

Fiona hangs on tight.

Iain takes a relaxed view of motorcycling.

We’re a long way up.

The jungle goes on and on and on.

The paths gets smaller and smaller.

Its like were in a butterfly house.

There is no going back now.

Were still smiling.

The wildlife is hard at work.

When you don’t think there can be more; there are.

The adventures continue.

We’re rewarded with a fresh water shower.

And another shower.

Iain is finally clean.

The waterfalls hide in the jungle.

Bright bright flowery colours.

Aaaaaaaaand…. Relax.

Nearly home.

Larry relaxes in a very Larry way.

The breakfast of champions.

The view from the top.

Wall to wall.

We share the path with some dodgy drivers.

We shelter in the nick of time.

Rustic coffee.

What a spot.

Once the eye gets in.

The birds are out there.

It’s like a start at La Mans.