We had barely even set up the tents and got the fire lit when the 'gear' started to come out, and Adam decided to see how much gear he could fit onto his belt without it breaking.. the answer was - quite a lot... though the belt did break before the end of the night.
The alcohol flowed pretty freely that first night, with some 'fine wine', jegermeister (sp?) mescal, port and vodka amongst other things, and the food came in the guise of chops on sticks (chopsticks....?)
Some unspeakable things happened which shall probably not be repeated, but which were hilarious. The rain managed to hold off for the most part and both the fire and the company were fantastic.
Even if it did include some drunken morris dancing and medieval martial arts...
After a while (and with some wearing less clothes than others) we decided on an impromptu hike to the white horse a couple of miles away on a hillside - this would have been a fantastic plan if I could remember which hillside it was on... I couldn't but thought I could and so off we went in the wrong direction. There were a number of drunken stumbles and more than a few topless encounters with nettles, there was a huge plough which cried out to be climbed on and a random portal into some underground tunnels.
On our return to the camp things got quite bizarre with a random 'Doug' experiencing some Deja vu which he felt he needed to share with us. This led to some quite interesting discussions and in the case of some people a few rants too... Eventually the last two people remaining by the fire were hurried into their tents by the coming rain and the first night was over.
The next morning started slowly....
But a cooked breakfast with fresh laid eggs, sausages and bacon made it all better
Shadow got the idea very quickly of the 3 second rule, using it to her advantage to score a dry place to sit, much to the disgruntlement of the person who lost their place on the mat.
The second night was a little more subdued, probably due to a combination of the sporadic rain and the recovery from the previous night. The night centred around the preparation, cooking and of course consuming of the wild rabbit wrapped in bacon and stuffed with sausage meat, roasted in a fire pit and cooked to just about perfection.
Unfortunately the rain drove us inside to eat, where we feasted in front of zombie movies before retiring to our respective sleeping areas.
All in all, a fantastic weekend.
