Friday, 6 May 2016

True false story ( Day One)


In the holidays I went camping. And this wasn't any old camp it was a camp in the mountains! The track was a grade 4, four wheel drive track. Let’s say five is the hardest and one is the easiest. It was bouncy and rocky and all of the trucks just kept sliding over the rocks. It was a hard time but fun.

When we got to our camping area it started pouring down with rain. And the worst part of that was we had to 1: start a fire, 2: set 3 tents ,3 get all our luggage out of the trucks and get air beds ready, and 4: cook dinner. I was named the chef for the weekend, no offence but ‘I am the best with barbecues’. I cooked sausages for dinner and we had marshmallows on sticks over the fire later on. There were no toilets because we were in an 3227 acre farm with no one but 3 families on it. Oh and there was also cows and sheep near us but to far away to hear. Luckily my uncle brought a chemical toilet. At-least we didn't have to go in the bushes to go to the toilet. Two bad things about it was the chemicals was poo colored ( it looked like it was reusing the waste) and two it smelt so bad.

1 comment:

  1. What a lovely description of the chemicals. Up until then the camping expedition sounded like great fun. Do you enjoy camping? I love waking up in the middle of nowhere/somewhere. I look forward to your next blog post.