I’ve just returned from a 4 day camp, 5 hours away from home at Emu Gully, under the name of “leadership camp”, though “survival camp” would be a little more suitable. I’m not sure what to write about it considering I’m still tired from it so I might edit the post later.
Anyway, we arrived and we’re greeted by what seemed like a rather empty patch of land. It had a few sheds here and there, but not enough for anyone to sleep in. We slept in swags. It was all good and fun until I found out the bottom area would be completely soaked at night and being submerged in my sleeping bag at night the temperature gets a little unbearable. We did a few things, including dune buggy racing, motorboat rugby, a 2.5 kilometer hike in a snake infested forest and climbed some huge mountain (which even got me a medal, yay!).
The dune buggies and motorboats were probably my favourite, though it got rather uncomfortable being the passenger at times, as I swapped around with my partner at the time who then almost immediately rammed the instructor into the water and barely stopped the buggy from rolling over.
It was all quite fun, I was using my overpowered torch of doom to light up everything in a 500 meter radius trying not to blind half the group and made some kickass campfires at night, suffered horribly on the last day from some badly cooked meat, but lived. Like I said, I’m summing things up too quickly here to really make it sound interesting because I’m still exhausted, so I might go over it again later. Unfortunately there’s no pictures as no technology was allowed :(.