The last of the Sun

We arrived in Gore early evening, it was good to see John Purey Cust again, we worked out in horror that it was six years ago that we had seen him last, awful how the years have slipped by.

I cooked a meal while the men caught up over some malt Whisky!

Realising that I hadn't done a blip for the day I slipped away with my camera only just in time to catch the last of the evening sun.