Me likes the beach
First off I would like to publish my profuse apologies to those who were unable to join us at this beach through normal circumstances, such as work. My only excuse is that I thought some would enjoy a break from study and exams of badness. The next one will have more advanced warning and be at a more accessible time for maximum peopleage.
Second I would like to publish my severe disappointment with all of those that put forward their desire to go and then decided not to come. I have only one word to say to you 'pikers'!!!
Finally the actual beach:
Andrew, Kelly, Karen, and myself left Suva st on this glorious adventure at nigh on 3 pm. We swiftly arrived at Kelly's flat in order for the lady herself to acquire a bottle for various nefarious purposes somhow involving her dreads. The Karen-lady departed our company momentarily in order to achieve an icecream. We then continued upon our merry way entering the back streets and byways of Avonside in order to avoid school traffic. We arrived at Mrs Yang's to acquire the last of our number the A-2-the-J. This quest achieved we left in high hopes for swift travel to the beach. However, doom struck. Upon Curletts road there was the queue of majestic length and doomful slowness. Half an hour after we left the flat we arrived at the end of Suva st. After many adventures mostly involving horrendous traffic and road works we arrived at Taylor's Mistake to find Doug and Matt L encamped upon the beach.
Some of our number then decided to enter the glorious seawater; the purpose of any mighty quest to the beach; inspite of warnings from the Doug that the water was cold. A-2-the-J and myself rushed like berserkers toward the oncoming tide. I decided in strength of wisdom that the best technique for acclimatising one's body to the water temperature is to dive in, so I did. When the water was half way up my calves I wanted to but I restrained myself until the water reached my knees, being the responsible lifeguard that I am, before diving. Foiled! The most fiendish beach of Taylor's Mistake is rolling underfoot such that while the water appeared deep where I was standing it was in fact quite shallow where my head penetrated the sea. This brought a sudden undignified halt to my graceful dive and caused a slight graze to open upon my forehead. This was not sufficient to dampen our moods and a glorious hour was spent diving through, leaping over, crushed under, and body-surfing upon the waves. We exited the water to enjoy the majestic sunshine beating down upon us. Sitting next to the Kelly-Lady I have never been burnt so much or so well upon any beach in country as I was today.
When the clock finally declared it was 5 40 we began to prepare for the homeward journey. We left Taylor's Mistake unconquered and unbroken at about 6 pm. Stopping in Redcliffs some of our number that after such a dreadful seige we needed icecreams to assauge our wounds. There was much rejoicing! The Kelly-Lady also acquired for unfathomable reasons some asparagus. This provided much amusement and intrigue upon the final stretch of the home straight. I have never been hissed at, or had asparagus waved in my face. Clearly neither had the cars beside us given the speed at which they vanished into the distance.
All in all a fantastic day and there will be more seiges laid upon the mighty front that is Taylor's Mistake this summer. By Thor's Hammer I swear it.
Thanks to all who made it a most enjoyable and intriguing day. And special thanks to our driver Mr Wallace. And thanks to God for sunshine, nor-westers, beaches, the sea, and good friends. Oh, and asparagus...
Second I would like to publish my severe disappointment with all of those that put forward their desire to go and then decided not to come. I have only one word to say to you 'pikers'!!!
Finally the actual beach:
Andrew, Kelly, Karen, and myself left Suva st on this glorious adventure at nigh on 3 pm. We swiftly arrived at Kelly's flat in order for the lady herself to acquire a bottle for various nefarious purposes somhow involving her dreads. The Karen-lady departed our company momentarily in order to achieve an icecream. We then continued upon our merry way entering the back streets and byways of Avonside in order to avoid school traffic. We arrived at Mrs Yang's to acquire the last of our number the A-2-the-J. This quest achieved we left in high hopes for swift travel to the beach. However, doom struck. Upon Curletts road there was the queue of majestic length and doomful slowness. Half an hour after we left the flat we arrived at the end of Suva st. After many adventures mostly involving horrendous traffic and road works we arrived at Taylor's Mistake to find Doug and Matt L encamped upon the beach.
Some of our number then decided to enter the glorious seawater; the purpose of any mighty quest to the beach; inspite of warnings from the Doug that the water was cold. A-2-the-J and myself rushed like berserkers toward the oncoming tide. I decided in strength of wisdom that the best technique for acclimatising one's body to the water temperature is to dive in, so I did. When the water was half way up my calves I wanted to but I restrained myself until the water reached my knees, being the responsible lifeguard that I am, before diving. Foiled! The most fiendish beach of Taylor's Mistake is rolling underfoot such that while the water appeared deep where I was standing it was in fact quite shallow where my head penetrated the sea. This brought a sudden undignified halt to my graceful dive and caused a slight graze to open upon my forehead. This was not sufficient to dampen our moods and a glorious hour was spent diving through, leaping over, crushed under, and body-surfing upon the waves. We exited the water to enjoy the majestic sunshine beating down upon us. Sitting next to the Kelly-Lady I have never been burnt so much or so well upon any beach in country as I was today.
When the clock finally declared it was 5 40 we began to prepare for the homeward journey. We left Taylor's Mistake unconquered and unbroken at about 6 pm. Stopping in Redcliffs some of our number that after such a dreadful seige we needed icecreams to assauge our wounds. There was much rejoicing! The Kelly-Lady also acquired for unfathomable reasons some asparagus. This provided much amusement and intrigue upon the final stretch of the home straight. I have never been hissed at, or had asparagus waved in my face. Clearly neither had the cars beside us given the speed at which they vanished into the distance.
All in all a fantastic day and there will be more seiges laid upon the mighty front that is Taylor's Mistake this summer. By Thor's Hammer I swear it.
Thanks to all who made it a most enjoyable and intriguing day. And special thanks to our driver Mr Wallace. And thanks to God for sunshine, nor-westers, beaches, the sea, and good friends. Oh, and asparagus...
