My first camp part 2


There on the tent wall was a massive (that might be a little bit of a hyperbole) spider, with it came a pearly, white, egg sack which it rolled along beneath its legs. After hushing the girls in the tent, I cautiously neared the spider. Only the problem was that the closer I got to it, the bigger it began to look; its details began to become more detailed. Its tiny, bead like eyes with its hairy appendages. It was only then that I realised that I had no idea whether or not it was poisonous (which I doubt it was, but the fear still remained) and the fact that I had no idea how I was going to pick it up. I did have a tissue in my hand but the thought of it squishing beneath my fingers, only a thin layer of paper separating me from its body. The thought made me shudder.
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My first camp (excusing treco)=part 1

This weekend, my scout group decided to give me the opportunity to go on my first camp. Yes, I may have gone on my trip to Treco, but this was much different. There all the tents were already set up and the food was precooked and stored in canisters and metal trays. Here, all the tents (for sleeping, eating and cooking) had to be put up by us. The only thing on the campsite that was there at advance was a toilet hut and a few cabins for the younger children in Beavers and Brownies. Oh, and have I already mentioned how all the cooking was done by scouts on a schedule, so you had to eat with the constant fear of coming down with a case of food poisoning? Just kidding the food was quite pleasurable yet the possibility still creeped in the back of your head. Now I know what you are thinking. How bad could it have been? I mean you only left on Friday and came back on Monday. That is only two nights. Its not like you were put into the middle of a jungle and left to fend for yourself, right? Well, you do have a point there. As a matter of fact, I really did enjoy it but it did have its drawbacks, those moments when you think to yourself “can I not just go back to bed?”. So, I have decided to finally share my story. Here it goes… Continue reading “My first camp (excusing treco)=part 1”