Not another beach

We went north. North is good here. I like it. Wild, green, beautiful. Not too wild, there is no danger of a creature crawling out to bite you, eat you, poison you or something else you. So we had a picnic near a river, then some beaching around, some more beaching (sea too cold for me, but one of the troop went in) and fish & chips to finish off all these pleasures. They still wrap them in newspapers here. Very tasty hoki.

Now everybody is zonked out, too much of sea air to do any late night partying.