Expedice Monte Bů...
V sobotu nemělo pršet, tak mi Maťo s Terezkou slíbili ukázat něco tuze zajímavýho...
Už večer mi Maťo vyráběl horolezeckej sedák a kokos na hlavu a pak mě nechal trénovat na skříni, ale teda, že bych z toho byl moudrej, to ne. Co má ten lišák Lišák za lubem?
Popojeli jsme kousek pod Brno,... jé, hele, Ivančice, tady to přece znám. Ale tenhle most ne. Co tam budem dělat?...
Ajta kuna! Tady neni jeden most! Tady je ještě kousek druhýho. A všichni jsou ověšený lanama a cinkaj karabinkama. Asi začínám tušit...
Jééénže...
Nakonec z toho nic nebylo. Jen já si trochu potrénovat s Terkou a Matěm. Pytlák totiž, ledva vylez na most a prošel se po prvních pár metrech železa, tak se rozklepal, začal křičet "Maminko, pomóóóc!" a zůstal jak přikovanej. Už to vypadalo, že budeme muset zavolat kamarády s vrtulníkem, aby ho naložili a odnesli. Ale Terezka a Maťo ho naštěstí vystrkali...
Neva, každej přece nemusí zvládnout všechno. Vzali jsme ho pak aspoň na vedlejší most, aby se podíval. A taky dovnitř do mostu. A až ho vezmem ke strejdovi Honzovi do RAF Housu na véču, tak se dá dohromady...
(P. S.: A takhle nějak to mělo vypadat - fotogalerie 3...)
It wasn't supposed to rain on Saturday, so Maťo and Terezka promised to show me something very interesting...
Already in the evening, Maťo made me a climbing seat and a coconut for my head and then let me train on the wardrobe, but not that I would be wiser because of it. What is the fox Fox up to?
We drove a bit below Brno,... hey, look, Ivančice, I know it here. But not this bridge. What will we do there?
Oooopsi dooopsie! There is not one bridge here! Here is a bit of the second one. And they are all hung with ropes and jingle karabiners. I guess I'm starting to suspect...
Buuuut...
Nothing had happened finally. Just I trained a little with Terka and Maťo. Pytlák barely climbed onto the bridge and walked the first few meters of iron, so he started to shimer shouting "Mom, help!" and remained transfixed. It was already looking like we were going to have to call our friends with a helicopter to load him up and take him away. But Terezka and Maťo luckily pushed him out...
Doesn ´t matter, not everyone can handle everything. We then at least took him to the next bridge to have a look. And also inside the bridge. And when we take him to uncle Honza´ s at the RAF House for a dinner, he comes OK...
(P.S.: And this is how it should have looked - photo gallery 3...)