Saturday 16th April - Heriot Bay: Spitting at Rebecca

Rising fresh and excited about the day ahead exploring Heriot Bay, we were greeted with a painful groan from the direction of the dining table, behind which Dad (David) was lying prostrate... a successful night apparently!

So the youngsters headed off in search of Adventure, equipped only with cameras and boundless enthusiasm. We walked all the way down to the end of Rebecca's Spit, in glorious sunshine and all the way back with the necessary pit stop at the well stocked (aren't they all?) general store. During the walk, Paul and Dan attempted a spot of caber tossing and Jo and Victoria succeeded in a spot of men-ignoring. When we got back Dad was successfully recovered and back in high spirits, so we set off again to the pub (there seems to be a theme emerging...) complete with guitar and amp to watch Dad jam with the local musicians - fantastic!