Continued…
Landing not too bad apart from stinking seaweed !
The throne of Saltee.
The campsite/operating area was on a small piece of grassland about 30 meters in diameter, and close to the throne.
As night falls, so do eyelids ! Pete in the background taking a break, as we catch Dave playing on the mike for a change!
When Mal falls asleep, he needs some waking!
Dave with his proper hat on !
Using the key.
R+R
Rest and recuperation from operating !
The idea was to remove the broken stump of the flagpole, then use the remaining pole as an extra mast. It was still lying on the ground after 5 days !
A final victory salute, to the persistent “G” station, which caused us so much hassle !
A final look at Saltee, as we head for home, you can almost read Pete’s mind…..
WHERE WILL HE TAKE US NEXT ?
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