One by one we...
...drifted into Knockbrex beach...
...for third luncheon.
David had wangled Phil's bottle of "The Singleton" again and refused to part with it, until it was empty.
Phil is good natured and generous but his loss was only partially assuaged by David's offer of a sip of Guinness.
Fortunately the resulting stand off was short lived as...
...the beauty of our surroundings...
...restored equanimity. We were enjoying ourselves so much that we hadn't noticed the...
..sun sinking in the west and...
...the shadows of our kayaks lengthening on the sands or...
...even the incoming tide, which was now lapping at our keels. It was time to go.
The day looks even better than the whisky sounds - a link to this blog post was added to the sea kayak news at http://www.seakayakwales.com/NewsFrontpage.aspx
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