
Wes was getting the blunts in...

...more than once.

And the back-tails.

The new camera can whirl a bit. That's Jam and Wes' brain waves swirling around. It was bloody freezing - hat and gloves night.

I shunted a couple of ollies to tail...

...and wafted some BS ollies over a crusty gap.

Then Wes noticed the bit round the back had been spruced up a bit just as we were about to leave.