Foster, Grandpa and Hoban took a boat to Cowes and rode to Wonthaggi. Various others joined at Wonthaggi on Friday night and Saturday morning for a ride along the coast via Cape Patterson and Inverloch to Leongatha. Big night at the Leongatha RSL was followed by a longish climb to Boolarra for a famous lunch at the Old Pub.
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Whilst the group presented Wokka with his new helmet, Foster let go of the pole to applaud ... and fell over |
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Nothing but the best for lunch - that's not just any old cat food sandwich, its made with Dine |
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The great leader was disappointed with the behaviour of the team - but impressed with their carrying capacity |
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The team travelled on this road for hours before they realised it was a cycling track |
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... but luckily there were some locals handy to not only cheer for a stunning Grandpa victory, but to also point out the exit. |
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The "how to milk a cow" demonstration was really appreciated by this English backpacker that Grandpa picked up. |
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Lunch at the Old Pub in Boolarra ... which was much older by the time we finished. |
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... complete with "a little rugby ditty" sung with a passion rarely seen |