Day 260
Not wanting to overstay our welcome, although we were invited to, Cher and I moved into a caravan park for the night and mentally prepared for our presentation at the local PCYC, which stands for Police Citizens Youth Club. They were gracious enough to store our climbing equipment for 3 months, so we didn’t have to lug it over 4,000 km before we could use it and a short talk for an hour was the least we could do.
Cher was a bit apprehensive but I assured her that I could talk enough for the both of us. Although it has been a long time since I stood in front of a large group and gave a presentation, but on the other hand we weren’t certain there would be a large group anyway.
The talker
The doer