This weekend I was at a loss for things to do. I left the weekend free as A Boy was supposed to be coming to visit. He didn't, and has therefore gained Wanker Status. I'd had a back up plan of visiting some galleries and there were some parties that I would actually quite liked to have gone too, but all would have had undercurrent of being stood up. So, CassMan to the rescue! We were chatting on the internet, as you do on a slow work Friday afternoon, and realised we both wanted to go camping. Steve and Miranda were already in the Lakes and had invited others, so a plan was born. We've discovered it takes me about the same time to get to Oxenholme as it does for them. Genius. So a weekend of camping ensued. Some things that happened* were:
- Bikes levitated along the road
- Burying treasure on a pirate island
- Beer drunk and food consumed in a lovely pub
- Moss
- Paddling in the lake
- Adventuring through forests
- Getting lost and almost being stranded for the night
- Sheep
- Sliding down when asleep
*Some of these are exaggerated.
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As if you don't know!
NINJAS!
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