DavidHale
Registered user
It was going so well. The sun was shining, the birds were singing, the stream was gently babbling. A few hairy Tossers (and Rosie) had all been through the ford on their fine motorcycles, and it was Scottie + Gays' turn.
It started well. Fine entry, well controlled.
Looking at the exit point, a rising wave before them, progress was good.
Three quarters of the way across and the progress is excellent. A clear crossing was in the offing.
But no! Disaster at the final moment! It's all going Pete Tong!
And gracefully Scottie and Gay are deposited into the stream.
Much wetness ensued...
Within seconds the Emergency Rescue Tossers spring into action.
A rather bedraggled Gay is hauled from the water as well.
A quick shake and they were off to the next ford.
Scottie and Gay. Top Tossers.
It started well. Fine entry, well controlled.
Looking at the exit point, a rising wave before them, progress was good.
Three quarters of the way across and the progress is excellent. A clear crossing was in the offing.
But no! Disaster at the final moment! It's all going Pete Tong!
And gracefully Scottie and Gay are deposited into the stream.
Much wetness ensued...
Within seconds the Emergency Rescue Tossers spring into action.
A rather bedraggled Gay is hauled from the water as well.
A quick shake and they were off to the next ford.
Scottie and Gay. Top Tossers.