Saturday

We had traveled through the night stopping at sometime before dawn at Low Isle for breakfast and a clean up before heading back to civilization.

Awards were handed out to Darren for best crash, Ben for best overall rider and to Potter for most improved. I handed out a CD with the best images of the trip to the guys before heading below to start cleaning up what turned out to be a ute load of empties and rubbish. Cleaning the boat took most of the morning after we docked but we soon caught up with the boys at the pub to swap numbers, with promises of places to stay and trips to go on if we ever headed down south we said out goodbye, I’m going to hold you to that beer and place to crash Nips.