After-rugby glow

The boys got back from the rugby at about 8.30 in the morning. Evan a bit puzzled, Rich grinning, and Aiden being the ongoing commentator.

So how to deal with post rugby-glow? Hit the beach, in this case Mils beach. There are a couple of stages to this - the first part in a zapcat over the silty sand bottom of the bay into the deeper water - then on a junk, towing the zapcats - and then a zapcat again onto the beach. This is Jen's zapcat - if you click to get a big version you'll see Rob's in the background - with a big South African flag draped over his shoulders, and a mad dog called Woody swimming after it (Wooddy swam all the way to the junk in the middle of the bay).

When you get to the beach, you immediately see that Evan has been watching too much of Johnny Wilkinson. Not good, emulating the English star, I thought.

Then you meet some England supporters who drone on about how the disallowed try, was actually a try, and how the ref was crooked. But no worries on this front, because you've brought this screen shot along - see, toe of boot on line; player and ball still in air. Matter closed.

With these disputes out of the way, you get down to some proper beach action: Aiden goes swimming in the lagoon behind the beach. Evan takes up residence in a beach hole, eats some sand, eats some food mixed with sand. Rob rounds the day off by doing some high-speed manouvres on his boat, and we head home.