A day at the beach.

Friday night and all of Saturday were spent within the confines of bed. I've now calculated that this flu/cold/fever/sore throat/cough/clogged nose/phlegm thingy has been burrowing it's way through my system for the past two months, popping up like a mole whenever I feel like I'm on the mend. To say I'm over it would be an understatement.

Feeling marginally better on Sunday and with the added confidence of codral, we jumped in the car and made our way down the coast road to Portsea. Cracking spot, particularly the hotel. I remember Dave taking us there over a decade ago when we indulged in the Portsea Pub Platter. That same platter will now set you back a cool $115 so we opted for something a little more affordable.

A lovely afternoon with beautiful weather, good brew and a very scenic location.

see ya,
Minas.