Sand in my shoes and smoke in my eye's.
Intentions for today were to use Leigh’s computer to back up one of my hard drives but as I stepped outside ready to mosey on down to his place, the warm weather told me not to waste the day by sitting in a cramped room observing progress bars crawling along a computer screen. Leigh and I decided to make good use of today’s nice weather by taking a walk to the beach. Sitting on sandy bay all day would be boring so we had ambitions to light a fire…one way or another. With not having a knife sharp enough to feather wood for kindling, I could only use a small pile of bark shavings pulled off some driftwood. To make fire, I attempted to make sparks using my flint stick. Being unsuccessful, Leigh whipped out his Zippo and got a fire going with some newspaper. Once I get my new blade, the Woodlore knife by Wilkinson Sword, I’ll be unstoppable.
The sandy bay caravan park’s chip shop wasn’t far away and the hunger and temptation to pay a visit was too overpowering to ignore. After tossing down chips, cheese patty and a free spam fritter, we returned to the fire where we passed away the hours until sundown by, amongst many things, taking photos.