Buck

Friday night turned into a very big one, with Lewis, Jarrom and I hitting the hot tub at midnight... and remaining in there until 5am, leaving only breifly to grab some more beers.

It was epic!

Saturday proceeded as all good buck weekends should, with silliness, beach, surfing (I managed to stand up for the first time, so I was stoked with that... particularly considering the amount of Carlton Draft floating around inside me from the night before), and lots and lots of beer (after the surfing, of course).

This was the last legal photo allowed of the buck's night. Suffice to say that there were loads of belly laughs all through the night