When the wind blows in Cape St Francis it doesn't hold back. Arriving in town for a function I actually thought that if the wolf in Three Little Pigs ever ran out of breath to huff and puff with, this would be a good spot come and stock up again. Not that its an every day occurrence, but everybody wants to show off every now and then and on this day the wind was showing off.
Monday, November 7, 2011
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