From American River the crew had to be separated! Not by choice but through necessity. MC Mike my man and the Daizonator were not welcome at the Flinders Chase National Park, so they had to be shipped off for there first time, alone to a kennel. This was as hard for the skipper and the first lady as it was the hounds.
After an emotional departure the Toaster and what was left of the crew headed south west to Seal Bay. An uncomfortable silence hung over the Captain and his first Lady, similar to that experienced during the Steve Irwin Funeral.
At this time of year Seal Bay is a haven for mating seals. The Bulls (male seals) battling it out to find a female mate, the sounds not to dissimilar to that coming from the back of the Toaster. Not from the First Lady and the Captain but from Mike & the Dazionator!!!
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Good post.
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