With the motor cut I needed Gazza to stay calm and hold us off the launch while I hung over the back to reach the rope and untangle it. The panic levels in the crew could be gauged by the loudness it was barking nonsense orders, we were close to mutiny.
Continue reading →The hop from Cairns to Port Moresby is quite short. I’d always imagined PNG to be a wet, a hot steamy and stormy jungle sort of a climate but arriving in POM (Port Moresby) it appeared the complete opposite. The country side is dry and the grasses and bushes appear as if a big bush fire had just rushed through. … Continue reading →
This is the holiday that we weren’t really sure why we were going other than Al’s sister and brother-in-law were going, which in itself is reason enough. But Rarotonga! This turned out one of the best island holidays we have had, we meet a great bunch of people through family and greeted and treated above and beyond by some of Chris and Barbs … Continue reading →
