Arrived Airlie Beach 19th March 2008. Another 5 plus hours accomplished on the Greyhound with half of Ice age 2! Staying in Magnums. Ok hostel although not giving you a pillow for free led to a few choice words! Few beers in Beaches and some free pool in Morroccos. Up early the nest day as we had to switch hostels. Magnums was full so went Koalas.

This is by far the worst we've stayed in! The guy behind the desk 'accidently' checked us into an all girl dorm which sounded great until we entered. It seems a lady had put down a few too many venos the night before and done some watersport activities in her bed. Fruity. After the sniff test by the chaps a matress was soon chucked out! Not nice! Straight off to the lagoon. Massive swimming pool with no bombing. Well when in Rome. Out for another authentic KFC and back to the shack aremd with goon and our Uno cards. The German ladies appreciated the long lost game as well as ring of fire. Apparently a good night was had, and we have it on good authority we hit both Beaches bar and Mamma Africa's........ classic. Good fun though. Chris arrived home for a debate session with the Alaskan girls (they should be Canadian...........) and the rubber snake Luke aquired in Cairns had some night flight. Chris, having awoken in the night believed someone had put some comedy glasses on his bed so soon doned them. At 7:30 in the morning Chris was woken up by an Alaskan lady asking for her sunnies back which he was still wearing. Classic. Before checking out the German lady also woke up to ask if we wanted our snake back. You can't make it up!

More Lagoon antics the next day. Some shopping was done with Luke and Chris finnally snapping up some beach towels after the 2 month campaign from Matt. Chris's could not be much more on the novelty side. Stayed in whitsundays by the beach as all the hostels were full. A plush little three bed number. Quality film/ TV was watched as well as a tastey chicked tonight from our resident chef! An early night, and some stomach settling tablets were had, ready for our big sailing adventure the next day! Oi Oi Captain!

Set off early Saturday morning, via the bottle shop, to meet up with the Hammer!!! Rented our sexy spandex stinger suits, and it was all aboard our 22m Maxi-Racing Yaught. Quick briefing by Captain Mick and we were on our way -our breakfast Toohey's in hand! Start as you mean to go on!

Our group consisted of 3 top lads from Devon, a KFC German girl, the Irish group, 4 woman from England with more s***ting stories then we care to mention, some Europeans, a guy who could give Casper a run for his money on the tan front (that's not Chris either), and Pete Sampras. This guy was a fire risk he had that much body hair!

First stop was Whitehaven beach. Very nice! Donned the Spandex for a quick dip. Looked like a Dale Winton Mafia bobbing in the sea. Chilled out day and it was back to the Hammer for the evening. Sailed to a secluded spot for a cracking dinner and a game of i have never. This revealed a hell of a lot more than we needed to know about some of our fellow sailers. Toohey's and the goon was sunk and it was a very entertaining night all round!! Sleeping arrangements were tight, with some of the worlds loudest snorrers on board, it made for a 'different' nights sleep, especially when Samprus stumbled into Luke's bed!

Next day it was up early for breakfast (7:00!). Then is was off for an early morning snorkel. Refreshing is not the word! Spotted a million fish that were bloody friendly!! Matt saw a monster, apparently, but Luke and Chris missed it! Once back on the boat the crew then mentioned a few weeks earlier when they pulled upto the same bay a massive saltwater croc was sitting there!!!! It's safe to say the boys had hung up there spandex for the day! Back on board a bit of chill out before the big race back. It was the Hammer vs the Apollo and Saski with the Hammer starting a good 20 minutes behind. With us in baord shorts and the Captain in full weather proof gear it signalled what lay ahead. With the rain thrashing, waves crashing and MC Hammer 'Can't Touch This', pumping out full blast on repeat of the boats sounds system, we sailed past with the English doing what they do best. Arses were out. Not content on beating them once the Skippers swung them round for another race which the Hammer came out on top again! It was full on 45 degree angle sale and a great experience. Plus bragging rights had been sealed when the boats came together in the bar that night!

That night we met up with the Devon lads for a warm up. A new drinking game was revealed - 'The Christmas Tree' and the foundations for a good night were layed. Very funny night out. The other boats were sore losers and the Devon lads introduced us into another drinking game in the bar. 'Different'. After a good night, and seeing United slap Liverpool it was off to bed all set for Hervey Bay and Fraser!!!!