Another year draws to a close, and I am going AWOL (Absent without leave for you non military types). Except unlike last year when I went AWOL and got fired for it, I actually HAVE holidays and leave this time, so its more like I'm just going "absent". Which sounds like a mental condition (or rather a lack of mental capacity) and not a holiday. But holiday I shall.

Back to the place where I first learned the subtle art of spearfishing. There is nothing more stealthy, more manly and more noble than donning oversized goggles and flippers, sneaking up on an unsuspecting fish, and firing a rod of metal through a fishes stomach. Or in my case, missing all the fish and hitting rocks... and being scared by giant rays that look like sharks.

When I spear fish, the gun I carry is really only for two things:
a) Make me look cool in front of the ladies (and lets be honest... some of the guys too)
b) Protect me from sharks.
c) See "B".

I really hope I don't see any sharks. But if I do, rest assured I will be brave, pee myself on the spot, and then swim to the nearest shoreline / rock / cliff face faster than you can say "Will isn't so tough after all!".

Anyways, the unit on the beach is calling, I hope the end of the year finds you well, that your New Years Eve is spectacular, and most importantly, you remember NOT to get caught being photographed in your bikini on the beach. (That goes for the guy's too).

Will out for the last time (in 2006).