Saturday, 26 January 2013

The worst day of her life ...

I was a little way ahead of them when I heard Zara burst out into a huge sobbing fit, declaring that she couldn't possibly go on and that this was absolutely, positively, the worst day of her life ... ever.


... and look, in her defense, at that point in time she was barely visible above the thick bracken as she tried gamely to push her very heavy bike up a fairly steep bush track ...


and you also have to factor in that this was her first ever 'off road' ride in her life ...



... and that on the way down she had had a fairly nasty crash straight into a log and had done quite a bit of  damage to her foot ... which didn't stop us putting her to work searching for oysters ...


Which we then put in her backpack before making her climb back up some rather steep tracks ....



All of which (as I consider it) may just mean that this really was the worst day of her life ... ever!


Problem was that it was still only the first morning of our three days on Bruny Island, and this wasn't a good start.

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