Aztec gods, zorro, chicas and muchachos, with sombreros, flying colourful skirts and gold gilded head dresses ascended to Wild Mountains last weekend.
We welcomed first scrub dance’s The Band O’coots who, supported on tin whistle by long time friend Colin Pearce had us up and dancing at a whirling pace with little room to spare.
The hall, adorned with cactus, pinatas and pyramids was packed to the rafters.
The enthusiasm of some nearly 70 friends, volunteers, supporters and guests to get in and shake a leg helped create a memorable celebration of another year’s work by all those involved. It was fantastic to see faces that hadn’t been up for many years as well as those who have been coming in more recent times...