His journey started at Cambridge train station where a group of 25 boys caught a train to Glasgow via Birmingham, I think, taking something like 6 hours. I sent him off, making him promise to take some photos for me.
He survived but got bitten by midges all over ( should have used the Avon's skin-so-soft I sent him with). Despite this, he seemed to have enjoyed himself. But, there is a but, he did state, "I am never going on an expedition again!".
He also took a lot of photos for me so Yay, here are a couple of LOs. In the first one, he is just setting off from home, so I grabbed him for a couple of photos.
These are some photos he took and the information he divulged. He doesn't talk much so to call this LO Snippets from Camp, is very appropriate.
Amongst the things he told us was how his patrol served up pot noodles for cooking competition night which was rejected in disgust by the leader, the waves in Scotland were THIS (hands above his head) high though we are unconvinced, the camp sites were positively luxorious with hot showers and how they would spend time in the adjoining hotels' toilet to warm up.
I drew and made the tent out of BG Out of Print papers though my ropes and ties are woefully inadequate for Scottish wind, I am sure.
1 comment:
Wow! That's some expedition! I do love the way you have dealt with the lack of information - a perfect illustration of life with teenage boys!
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