Ahhh, the muddy banks of the mighty Burrum River - how fondly we remember rolling around in the remains of dead fish and pelican poo! Adding to the occasion was the looks of horror from the people we passed on the way back to the caravan park - although if I remember rightly, McPhee chickened out and washed himself off before we got to the caravan park in case Tracey saw him. Good times.
- Russ
