Avast Ye! All aboard the SS Borat, for it be talk-like-a-pirate day at the start.
 
Avast Ye! All aboard the SS Borat, for it be talk-like-a-pirate day at the start.  
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Previous Image Avast Ye! All aboard the SS Borat, for it be talk-like-a-pirate day at the start. Arrr, we have run-aground. 4 hours of On top of a huge national trust hill. A day later camp discovered only a mile on! Posing portside, down from Butlins, Minehead. Minehead, down with cutting edge 19th Century technology. The local pikey market offers the chance of a lifetime Crazy offroader as theeen on TG. Chris flies a kite. Stuart also up to highest heights. Minehead beach was fairly sandy. And wet. Thankfully amazing weather until the drive home. More posing, this time down by the bay. Pipedreams. Chris and Alan hang on the 10m telephone. Built on a cliff, answers on a postcard. The lads bring ghetto chic to a small seaside town. Its a pony. No, its a donkey. NO, its a pony! DONKEY! Chris and Alex put the kettle on at campsite A. Stu and Alan start the second nights tea, note the infuriating lack of can openers. Group shot at the first campsite, note the £1 stools. Engineers + beer = Binnovations. Engineers + beach = Interupted Microclimates. Wheres yours ? . . . . co.uk
Alan supplies the mini hoover project. Picturesque campsite B. Alan Alan. Paper Navigation system. Here loading up outside the tent. Site B, despite its The hike down to Blue Anchor bay, and to the pub. A humid day on the beach, with a few bits of wood. I say, its just not cricket! Stu. Bored after a record breaking 7 minutes and 32 seconds of controlled attention. Chris swings a wide one. The later end of the week results in long hiking, much to my disgust. £700 camera sitting on a rock, ontop of the hill. Just so we can look windswept. Another groundbreaking compostion from me. Wurthers Original my boy? Old man Taylor surveys the ferns. Chris sports black fleece, £29, beige trousers £21. Alan, just give me a sign? From the surface, it was just another shallow puddle. Much like a later ditch . . . Leading to obligatory mocking. Our second prototype Dam. Fails to show a wall depth of nearing two feet. The proud construction team manage a pose from over the reservoir. Resulting lake became longjump pit of doom. Time lapse reveals another stunning leap. With the damn destroyed, the river was free to rejoin the sea, at some pressure!
A random dead bird manages its way into the holiday snaps. 		Next Image