At camp

A Faerie spreads his wings

Click on this, it's a movie... sideways, sorry


Wassim flies from rock to rock

This is how you tie a special sarong.

The pot calling the kettle black.

A lone aborigine looks on.

A foursome we met down at the springs. 'Seemed like Faeries to me!

Ahhh. Back at Camp relaxing as only Faeries can...

Y'all come back now, y'heer!?