Her are some of the younger members of our expidition losing all control and disporting themselves with abandon. Those of us not shown here bemoaned the lack of forethought
that had left the neccessary (for us at least) cossies behind! A paddle would have to do.We forced ourselves to remain at this outpost since there were essential supplies to inventory and run quality checks on, until about 1530hrs. All the while being assured by our youthful leader that that would allow us time to catch the last ferry out of Check Keng.
"When exactly is that?" asked some of the party. Hrrmph, Hrrumphty tum was the reply. Anyway we had confidence in our indian scout.
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