David Fairweather

Isn’t it pretty? A pleasnt afternoon on the Spean Gorge (photo: Tim Burne)

It started on Thursday afternoon when Graham and Tom met in a bar on Canal Street, beer was bought, pubs were crawled and talk was talked. I arrived back at the house Monday morning with a headache and car that smells of wet dog.

Between Thursday night and Monday morning, the following happened: Tom’s first paddle in Scotland, dancing, Scottish paddling with sunshine, midges, drinking, the Etive (“tourist levels”), Graham in a boat (for 200m), Dave McCraw in a sling, a party, Spean Gorge, faff, someone pulled, dancing, arse sliding on the Allt a Chaorain, camping, a MacDonald’s umbrella, an inebriated presentation, preposterous lies, the Garry, pop outs, singing, abuse, the Moriston, Morrison’s, “I am not putting your sock on my cock”, a party, broken paddles, silly lines on Falls of Moriston, driving, haggis supper, Fleetwood Mac.

Tim on the Moriston (Photo: Tom Laws)

Some things that didn’t happen include; washing, sleeping, and rehearsing the Zanskar presentation.

Graham on the Moriston: yes, he is really that attractive (photo: Tim Burne)

On the way back home we passed a gentleman fishing in a loch, he was standing up to his knees in the water. The loch was about two foot deep at that point.

The 2006 Andy Jackson memorial weekend was a fantastic event, thanks to all involved in the organisation.A crowd gathers on the bridge to watch the carnage unfold at the Falls of Moriston (Photo: Tom Laws)

Doing my best not to dissapoint the crowd (Photo: Tim Burne)