
I was worrried that the Wells Gray bus tour might not happen as the previous day had been very smoky.
But although it arrived a little late, it went off without a hitch.
(Love your handbag, Ian.)

This was a smaller tour - only 32 people - so only two beavers were needed to transport everyone.

The tour is divided into three groups and each stays two or three hours.
Most people like to have a little walk around the property.

I show them the cabins and take them to see the calipigeous burl.

(Calipigeous means: Having Shapely Buttocks.)
Then they come in for tea and some of my famous stone oven bread.
(The average age of this tour was 78; the gentleman in the centre was 90.)
After two or three hours, the second group arrives and the first flies off to see the glaciers.
Harry loved the people.
He thought he was in heaven!
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