Clare Camp & Bonfire



Friday afternoon came around and Eric and Shelley can no longer cope with the thought of staying away from me. Eric was ready and waiting to go at 8.00 am Friday morning. This was after all extremely sad due to the fact that he had only seen me the weekend before. Never-the-less they arrived, with lunch in hand for themselves, what selfish so-and-so’s. That’s all right we shared our tea and coffee with them. We gave both Sam and Bonnie some lunch, since Eric and Shelley didn’t bring any for them either, just because we’re so nice.

After a nice sit down and relax we decided we should head off to the camp site. There was no time to waste due to such a long drive ahead. Kym set off with Shelley, Sam and Bonnie, Eric and I separately. After a long and painful 30 second drive we arrived at our destination. It didn’t take long for Eric to pick out his spot and for Kym to start complaining about the fact that I had forgotten her alcohol. So of I went to get her drink. About 7 or 8 trips later she finally decides that there was enough stuff brought down, so Eric and I went off in search of enough wood to last the weekend. With ute and trailer in hand we set off in search and within a couple of hours we arrived back at camp with enough wood to last. It was said that we must have had help from a tractor to get two of the three big logs there but don’t believe what you hear it’s all lies. As I start the fire with a single match (the other 4 where only test runs) the cardboard fire was alight just as Eric comes with the fire-lighters, one of which was in about 5 pieces. He throws it on the fire, to aid in, yeah whatever he thought it would do.

Suddenly a sound from the distance, yep a phone was ringing and on the other end was Bruce. They were lost this was made more funny when you think they have been here twice before and where were they lost? Yep, all the way back at the house, about 50 meters away. It was said at one stage that they could see us but they didn’t know how to get to us. I believe this was probably due to the fact that they may have heard about some things, and especially since they were standing next to the evidence of what had. It probably didn’t help, also, that it was said someone witnessed Bruce giving Jill a final kiss goodbye on their first trip down one of the hills on his first trip here, but let’s not get caught up in too many facts shall we, it may spoil the fun.

Bruce didn’t take long to find a spot to set up camp and in only about 1 hour later they were set up and ready to join the fun. By this time Bruce was asking was it beer o’clock yet. Anyone that has been here before knows how stupid that question was, as was found out on Sunday morning. By the time we had a few drinks, the fire was well alight and people were so far away from the fire they could see the lights of Adelaide while it was still daylight. (Would I lie to you?) Tea time came around quickly for some like Bruce, Jill, Eric and Shelley, while Kym and I, well I had to go for a walk (not likely!) to get tea and start cooking. That was fine but as hot as the fire was, there never seemed to be any heat from the coals. By the time I had given up, the coals were just about touching the hot-plate, that really should be called a cold plate and the food had been on there for about 2 hours. (Again would I lie to you?) So we ate the food anyway. The only real problem we had at this stage was trying to keep the sheep still while taking bites out of it.

Since all of us had been sitting around the fire the conversation was nothing short of sophistication and clean uplifting conversation (No really. Would I lie to you?) Someone starts telling a joke and where was Bruce? He really took the saying ROTFL to a new level. Those of you who are internet illiterate and don’t know what ROTFL here is a break-down: R = Rolling, O = On, T = The, F = Floor, L = Laughing

Yes, Bruce had fallen of his chair and was actually still lying on the ground laughing. When told how funny he looked, his reply was, 'not nearly as funny as the joke was'. Now me, I believe he was so drunk that he could no longer sit on the chair properly. There was mention from Bruce about the slope though.

The next morning saw Bruce and Eric near the fire, Jill walking up and Kym coming out of the Cub, with the greeting good afternoon. Kym’s response, 'don’t be stupid it’s just gone 7am'. For those of you who were at Roonka you may understand what was happening, for those of you who didn’t go all those years ago, STIFF. By the time I got out of bed the novelty of reminding me had worn off. People were now looking for breakfast, and yep, just another 5 trips or so up the hill to get everything I required to make it. You would have thought I was smart enough by now wouldn’t you? Ok, so you know me better then.

So what were we going to do today? Well if you have been on a trip here before you would know what we where up to, but no, Eric required some alcohol. He had consumed so much the night before he had run out and where is the best place to get some around here? Yep, let’s go to church. So off we went. At this stage Kym knew we were expecting some more visitors and notified them we were off to the monastery. Now Stuart and Karyn were quite confused, they knew we were kind of churchy, but on a Saturday that really had them stumped. Jill and Bruce jumped into our car since theirs had been sick all week due to water in the diesel they bought. We arrived at the Sevenhill’s Monastery and as we walked up into the sales shed we were beaten by about 20 or so young girls to the counter. Now this brought some major problems. Should we be upset that they could get all the good free tastes or should we be happy that we get to see some really nice scenery? The decision was made to act angry while our ladies were around us so they didn’t get suspicious and while they weren’t around we had a good look and really had a great time. It was said that Bruce didn’t get to taste any wine so I guess he may be in some real trouble, they where about 50 years younger than him.

Now that I have got Eric and Bruce back for the hassles on the weekend let’s continue. We went out to Sam and Bonnie and enjoyed the sunshine for a while, then set off back to Clare. With Eric leading the way, after all I wouldn’t have any idea where I was going, would I now? Yep, we were with the greatest bargain hunters around so we found ourselves at the Clare Country Fair. Eric ran off to pay some lady to pretend that she knew Shelley and Eric and was great friends, but we weren’t fooled, we knew she was paid so off. We went looking around while Eric dug himself out of the whole he found himself in.

Shortly after arriving back at the camp for lunch we found three of my boys and two of the girls waiting for us trying to work out why we were at church. We brought them down to the camp site an unloaded the car, at which time the smartest two left for the rest of the day pretending to watch some car rally. I think they really wanted to get away from us. Karyn and Stuart found us after apparently driving around for about 2 hours, we found out really that they had been driving around trying to get there NEW Cub camper dirty, so it didn’t look so obvious. No luck was found and he was caught out, now he was faced with us looking on making fun of him while he tried to set up the thing for the first time. After about 30 minutes everyone but me got board and left. Not me, I stuck around for the next two hours RATFLMAO (rolling around the floor laughing my *** off).

Soon night time came around and someone was stupid enough to supply chops, sausages and patties for everyone. Now if they are stupid enough to supply them, I am stupid enough to eat them. Tea was much better as it was cooked on gas. Now that there was enough people around the last big log was thrown on the fire. Well several of us managed to roll it on anyway, only half was actually on, as the fire was too hot to get to close to. The rest of the night was a bit of a blur but the story could be told the next morning. Gannon wasn’t talking to anyone especially not Troy. Troy wasn’t talking to Gannon, Jack, Emma and Kym. Kym wasn’t talking to me or Eric. Karyn wasn’t talking to Stuart. Bruce had to sneak away from Jill. Emma was angry at everyone and kicked and screamed at everyone. Shelley just sat there in disgust. Stuart just kept looking funny at Tia. Tia just kept sniffing Sammy’s butt and occasionally reduced herself to just scratching her butt.

John



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