1 As with any Samoan feed, you have to have to token Honky - ain't that right Jungle???? |
2 Zip Zip getting the wood ready while Junior is sorting the lava rocks. Jungle is the foreman. |
3 I'm used to a Maori (native New Zealander) hangi, so it was fun to see how the Samoans do a whole pig. |
4 Have a look at the chicken wings on our lumberjack!!! |
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7 No self respecting Aussie would be without an outdoor dunny. |
8 Don't burn my shed down dude!!! |
9 It was a hot afternoon, so time for some fluid replenishment. |
10 Junior looks like he sizing up Jungle for dessert. The other "white meat" perhaps??? |
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13 ..... some hot lava rock in the cavity ..... |
14 ..... a bit of chicken wire ..... |
15 ..... a fair dose of homemade stuffing ..... |
16 ..... and the pig is dressed for success. |
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27 DJ and Farside lobbed up. |
28 Farside didn't really have to dress up to get with the poor white trash theme. |
29 My camping mates Jax, Ian and Tom graced us with their presence. |
30 Ten years in the states has changed me - what can I say??? |
31 A douzie of a dunnie, satellite TV and all |
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34 Me ol' mates Chad The Lad and Mini Fitz |
35 Uh-oh the dunny is standing room only. |
36 Struth, another bloody red head. |
37 Yo, Peg!!! |
38 Sipper's taking shots of his socks. MEDIC!!!!! |
39 Tracy, Chad, Vinny and Struth. |
40 Jan, Kush and his husband DJ. |
41 Connie looks like she's thinking "What the falcon hell is going on here?" |
42 This is what happens when Sipper gets a hold of a camera. |
43 Sipper is also renowned for his photos like this. Sorry Rebekah, I should have warned you. |
44 As with any redneck gathering, we had to have a round of horseshoes to get things authentic. |
45 The green bucket hold plying cards and you have to participate to get a card in order to be in the Poker Run to win the Redneck Dream prize. |
46 It was funny the amount of people who simple did not recognize Jungle with his get up on. Even guys who've know him for donkeys years. |
47 Daisy Dukes ain't looked so good. Trust me!!! |
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68 Number 1 sexy boy!!!! |
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75 Yup, that's right, you had a sack truck and a wheel barrow go head to head. |
76 Ada County Inmate poncho, I wonder where I found that???? |
77 Stout and Nette in the starters blocks. Once round the tree then swap vehicles and drivers. |
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80 July 30th, 2005 This is not good, the smallest guy in our team (Ferret) being pushed by the biggest guy in our team (Junior). |
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83 I think that's the hardest Stout has worked in years???? |
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