Fiesta

On the way to a hidden little cove with a beach to chill with a picnic. We went the long way, over the mountains. I am sure Steve does it just to freak me and Loo. Anyway, once over the mountain we were asked to pull in by the local copper. A Fiesta was coming through. Complete with the women folk carrying a huge madonna in the blazing heat. This was the last part of the parade - the youthful rabble on the tractor.

I had to avery my eyes when he made his next movement!