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Year View| Summary| Highlights| Month View| Saturday 31 March 2001 (Day View)
31.03.2001 – Saturday 31 March
- • Sarah phoned me up at some ridiculous time (about 9:30 AM I think) and woke me up. I got a lift back to the still flooded Home Rule Bridge with old Ned. It was too large for him to drive across however I could easily walk back. Sarah and I then paddled to Cooktown where Sarah helped set up the Dance Party. We both went to the Dance Party that night, and didn’t finish swimming back until after 3 in the morning.