All that's left to say is that, after 3 days and miles of trekking, my trusty friend "Mr Stick"is lost, abandoned in Umphang province.
We had a good relationship, at times it saved me from hazardous falls, braced me against slopes, and in full "light saber mode" repelled any spikey bitey plants, bamboo shoots or shrubs which chose to attack us on our journey.
The depth of my loss was and is hard to bear, and if your reading this Mr Stick, it was not me who left you by the river.
After a wash in the river, the ice cold coke I think was the best I have ever had.
Feeling down after the lost of Mr Stick, it was good to have the return of my trusty rucksack.
On inspection and to compound my mood I found that during my rucksacks ride on the elephant, my lifeline that is my thermometer had disappeared.
I therefore dislike elephants.
In memorandum, the following images are my epitaph to Mr Stick and Thermometer
Ms Turnbull, Stephens and Crosby carving their names in sticks.
As you can see, Ms Stephens head torch is clearly an Ikea Desk Lamp.
Thermometer RIP :
You negelcted to mention that Miss T was not allowed a pen knife Pete......that would just have been asking for trouble!!!
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