It's such a nice day outside, I just want to get out and ride my bike, in fact I'd prefer to put on my leathers and jump on a Harley, and rumble through the countryside...But I'm stuck here fixing up my home pages...

I can't help but want to go horse riding or fishing or anything that lets me feel the breeze in my hair the fresh air in my lungs. I'm dreaming again....However the last time I went horseriding was at camp. We got the choice to either go fishing, horseriding, bike riding, or arts and crafts, trampolining and kiyaking.

Of course I chose to do the former...As at night a couple of friends and I would sneek out of our dorm and go and sleep on the trampoline,singing ourselves to sleep as we watched the stars up above...That was the best time on the trampoline (except when the dew drenched our clothes in the morning). Imagine us, jumping in our pj's jumping in the middle of the night, howling at the moon, trying to grab the stars...It was juvenile, I admitt, but at 15years of age, who cares? My headmaster caught us once, and we were disallowed from using the trampoline for the rest of camp. Did that stop me? NOOOOO! We still snuck out ( I had to convince my friends that if we sang quietly we wouldn't get caught). I was the instigator of many a naughty thing...

I went canoeing with two friends, we were all strong swimmers (I got my Bronze medallion in life saving that summer). I don't know how it happened, but a couple of friends (who couldn't swim) had their canoe capsize and they were screaming for help, we heard and saw what was happening, and we came to their rescue (My friend in front of me, stuck her hand in the water as I started to paddle and her hand connected with my oar. Needless to say she got a broken wrist out of it). I jumped into the water and righted their canoe, after hauling my friends to a dirt mound at the side of the river. Then I rowed them back to where we got the canoes from. I rowed back to my friends to see how my friends hand was and nearly got wacked with an oar. She was pissed at me (she calmed down later though, when she remembered how she put her hand in the water, when I said I was starting to paddle). Not wanting me back in her canoe, I went at it myself.

The day before I had taken another friend in the canoe, who had poor bladder control...She needed to pee real bad. So we went behind some reeds, and I held onto an overhanging tree, thinking to prevent the canoe being taken downstream, while she peed. Instead of peeing outside the canoe, she peed inside the canoe. Men are fortunate to have that extra length!...Thoroughly disgusted to see the pee moving closer to my feet, I quickly took her back to dry land, and swaped canoes.

Getting back to it, so I paddled around myself, when I saw two other friends canoe sinking (it was taking on water). I was tired by now, so I paddled over, hauled them into my canoe, and let the other one sink. I tried to tow it behind, with my hand, but my friends couldn't paddle straight, and ended up taking us into reed beds.

Blast it, when I got back, our team leader yelled at me, for letting it sink, so I screamed back asking whether she prefered me to let my two friends who were not strong swimmers sink. Talk about gratitude...When she calmed down, and stopped giving me dagger looks, I offered to pay for the lost canoe. She told me that the guy who owned them, found it and it had a hole in side, the size of a 20 cent peice...Hence the owness was on him..

If you don't believe it really happened, I have photos to prove it...Pictures of me pulling my friends out and pics of my friends broken wrist, etc...I know it is hard to believe though..

So next, I went horse riding, it was only for an hour though, but it was near a stream and the scenary was to die for (its been a while since then, so I guess I would need to learn how to ride again). Then we went to a trout farm. When I had asked to go fishing, I meant real angling, not a pond with thousands of bred fish in it. Where was the fun in that? After I had caught two fish (3 minutes and 24 seconds after I put my rod in - but we were only allowed to catch 2 otherwise we had to pay too much money), I decided to go for a walk, I turned to go when I heard a loud SCREECH! My rather large friend had stood to close to the pond, the ground gave way and she had fallen into the trout pond. I watched Mr Toohey try and pull her out, but she was jumping around trying to stop the trout from slapping her legs. After superhuman effort, he pulled her out. She was soaked all over, covered in brown coloured water. As we rode our horses back to where we had left our bikes, she had dried out, but she was still in shock.

That year was my favourite campsight. It was built next to a stream and mountain. I loved it there. It was near Woodend. It was autumn and the trees had leaves of a beautiful orange hue. I remember those times fondly..Even when we went on a bushwack, hiking next to Mr Toohey (my physics teacher), we were chatting about physics in nature, I had fun (I always wondered how I got that 'A' in physics!).

We also conducted sayonces (they worked), until we got caught and were threatened with being sent home. I wouldn't have missed this camp for the world.

I've woken from my dreams, as a bird flies into my window. OUCH! Poor dumb bird. I really must get some leadlight stickers to prevent them from doing that..

I need to get back now to fixing my home page...so until next time....

LIVE LIFE TO THE MAX!!!...
Soosh...

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