Today is the 11/11. Remembrance Day. My Mum and Dad’s 20th wedding anniversary(Happy Anniversary).
This morning we had a very interesting packup at camp Rumbug (when I say interesting I mean that every girl had a war with their sleeping bags) and we were out the door by 9.30. After 1/2 hours we stopped at Agnes Falls, which were beautiful but had the most atrocious name. Then, back to the bus (groan).
After another torturous 1 1/2 hours, (but we had a minute of silence which was wonderful relief) we passed into the prom. Group A and E went to the homestead, then realized that we had to double back (and we were beginning to get bus sick). Eventually we arrived at Waratah Bay, where we set up camp (another interesting experience) and got the activities going. We swam in the beach because there were no waves to surf on, but we were getting pretty pumped for the next morning. Then, God forbid, we had to cook our own dinner. “Edible” was what we were aiming for and “edible” was what we got. I felt a little sick, actually. The result of my cooking.
Between the two groups, we soccer the beach, a bloody and bruised game (my blood and my new acquired bruises) before we came back to camp. It got dark, we got rowdy, we got tired. We crawled into our dwarf size tents (apparently i am the only one who thought this) and basically knocked ourselves out. This is the average day on the Yr. 8 South Gippsland Camp.
Wonder what’s going to happen on the morrow?
-Claire Brown.
Thanks to Claire for guest posting here. We are all well. Two groups are at Waratah Bay and three groups are at Tidal River. The groups at Waratah Bay will be hiking at Tidal River tomorrow afternoon. This end of the camp sees the girls having to be much more self sufficient with cooking and sleeping in tents. They are doing really well; we are very pleased with the way they have adapted after the luxurious nature of Camp Rumbug, where the sleeping was indoors and the food was cooked for you!
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