Got the call to head to a certain spot about 9AM. Was in the car about to head to the local. Turned around and packed the car up for a stint in the bush.
Empty pumping waves greeted my eyes as i bolted over the hill after driving for close to 5 hours.
Tors.
Tors.
Tors.
Tors.
Marty.
Tors.
Wednesday, July 8, 2009
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