14th October 2006 - Byron 7s
Coming off white hot form from the Mudgee tour the week before, The Bumbling Billys and The Slack Jawed Yokels assembled at Sydney for the short flight to Balina. If Assembled means sprawled willy nilly amongst the Airport's 3 bars, then we were assembled. All boarded the flight without any refusals. Once in the air we were given the bad news. Due to changes in aviation law all NSW intra state flights are not allowed to serve alcohol. A collective groan went through the plane. conversations of hijacking and taking the plane over the border were heard. We landed in Balina without incident and rushed to the bar before collecting bags. Here we found Schapelle and Chewbacca nursing a couple of cold ones. "did you hear that you can't buy beer on the plane". All collected bags, secreted extra beer from the bar and boarded the Chartered bus to Balina. After 2 minutes we had our 1st stop. Doddsy, ever on the lookout, waltzed into the livestock supply shed and emerged lovingly holding the team's mascot. Yes, how could the hillbilly's tour continue without the bale of hay. 20 minutes later saw our second stop of the trip to stock up on cases of beer. Tulips excelled in buying a very cheeky 4 litre cask of Chardonay, which Windmills helped carry. With voting taking place for Tour positions we finally arrived up a goat track to the location of the new house. Great view of the lighthouse from every window which was bound to set off slow epilepsy attacks come nightfall. Kate Moss elected Sergeant at Arms More beers had and a bit of town scouting was in order. 1st night Statistics 6am the next day saw guys with young children and plumbers awake. Time to rally everyone and get keen for the day's play, until told to **** off. 8am Time to rally everyone and get keen for the day's play. Luckily the house was high on the hill and the ground only three blocks away. Once we were outside the house, gravity would direct the Hillbillies towards the ground and glory. Six games - six losses. Schapelle managed to bust his lip on the opposition's head within 2 minutes of running on for the 1st game. Three stitches were dutifully inserted. (performance of note) Staedler must have copped a crook prawn somewhere as didn't surface all day. Back to the house for some warm down lemonades then off to the beach for a swim. Byron water was warm, very choppy and had a massive rip going. Bets were laid if Schapelle's body board would actually support him. It did, sort of, as he went roaring 500 metres down left of the beach and out of sight. Next day This day saw a few miracles. With the formalities over, we all trundled to the bowling club where the true competition of bare foot bowls and to find out who would be crowned this year's Poker King. Barefoot bowls was a shambles, poker was a sensation with Andy Ball once again taking out the title. It was from here that Irish and Sylvia announced that they would be leaving as they had a plane to catch. wished them a good farewell and good luck. They were going to share the cost of a taxi to the airport (that shouldn't cost too much). We received a phone call some 2 hrs later. Taxi cost $80 and Irish miscalculated his return flight date and had booked the return trip for a week later. Cost some $180 to change the date. A heap of beers to be drank that night, once again smithy not allowed into heaps of pubs. We found out that Chewbacca had wide rangeing tastes, everything from sushi to apple pie. Despite announcing a plan of chasing fat chicks, Windmills didn't catch any. Doddsy can still sleep through anything, Stimpy loves asking the same question 50 times at 3am, nothing appropriate comes from Tourette's mouth, Cornchip abhors clothes despite 50 thousand mosquitoes, Franga always brings his mate who in turn has a mate that likes rabbits (A LOT). Cheers For the tour - see you next year. |
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