Maybe you don't see the crown on my head

Well, well, well, what to say about Hume Lake? It was FANTASTIC!

I was in charge of a cabin of 8 girls, many of whom were 'sons'. The surnames of 5 of the girls in my cabin ended in 'son': Watson, Richardson, Hutchinson, Wilkerson and Thompson. Unbelievable. They were a lively bunch, and we played many rousing games of cards (the best of course being agressive spoons with the rec leader Megan and our lead counsilor, Amy). Other exciting events in our cabin included vegemite tasting and the building of our anti-terrorist teepee. This was supplimented by the "sarah-ists" jumping into my bed every night as soon as the lights were out.

Chapel was twice a day, rec was every morning and free time every afternoon. During free time I engaged in such activities as the high ropes course where I managed to score a technicoloured rope burn and meet Chris: Camp Champ from Oregon (and the other peoples from Oregon too); and also the wonder that is the blob. The blob is situated on the pond and is a large, inflatable, sausage type thing that is anchored at the edge of the pond beneath a platform and stretches out to the middle of the body of water. One very suspecting fool jumps off the platform and crawls to the end of the blob that is in the middle of the pond and then, once settled, their partner launches of the platform and lands on the blob beneath the platform, causing the person on the other end to be catapulted into the sky and wind up in the freezing water below. I challenge you to find a more amusing way to employ air, water and some vinyl.

For recreation we were split into 28 sub teams, and 2 large teams (with 14 sub teams each). My large team was the blue team: Ingimar (the theme was vikings) and our sub team got the very coolest team name imaginable: Haasg-um-Dumpkin. Out of 11 weeks of camp, the staff had never heard a decent war cry come from the Haasg-um-Dumpkin team, but our's were sensational.

"Haasg-um-Dumpkin is hyphenated, everyone else is overrated!!"

"It's Haasg-um-Dumpkin time, Haasg-um-Dumpkin time, Haasg-um-Dumpkin, Haasg-um-Dumpkin, Haasg-um-Dumpkin and a viking axe!"

Apart from that is was genrally an awesome camp week, which left me exhausted and happy as Loony Larry (or Crazy Larry as PJ put it in his last message). I purchased the Mega DVD that has some great pictures and video footage, and I will post some of my own pictures shortly.

Which smells worse: my sneakers or my clogs?

Table for 27: San Onofre Retreat, Breakfast at the Sugar Shack

4th of July Celebration at the Hollywood Bowl














My Birthday at The Kettle: The Boys
(Left to Right)
Brent, Dave, Eddy, Me, Greg, Tim, Herb












My Birthday at The Kettle: The Girls
(Left to Right)
Jacquei, Kristin, Glen, Me, Amanda, Santana, Autumn











'Stoners:
Front: Colby, Phil
2nd Row: Rachel, Tex, Kaytee, Paco, Tsymen, Kelvin
3rd Row: Travis, James(hiding), Me, Mary










Me and the Golden Gate Bridge

More updates after my week away. Stay tuned.

Chill out, dude!

Last weekend I embarked upon an interesting adventure, so I thought I should relay what happened.

Friday night the College group all met up at the park in San Onofre after various departure times. We ate, we took photos, we caught up and caused a little mischeif, then we went back to our hotel for our worship and devotions. Some of us stayed up late playing a game called "Whoonu?" where we discovered Autumn would rather eat a pickle than spend time in a hot tub. Figure that one out.

Saturday dawned and it was a group of 27 storming the Sugar Shack. That was some good french toast right there. We headed to the rainbow sandals factory outlet and then it was onto the beach! Unfortunately that meant waiting in line to get into the carpark for the beach. That's right, when the carpark fills up, we all line up and wait for enough people to leave the beach so we can go down. The line can be an awful lot of fun though. We put on quite a show, dancing to "Thriller" and doing the electric slide to "Sweet Home Alabama".

The afternoon at the beach was good fun, and I have discovered I can't play horseshoes (then again, these horseshoes were made of plastic and the wind was against me). That night we went back to the park and I discovered I'm starting to get a bit too big for playgrounds. It was kind of on the way out before I broke it *ahem* moving right along...

I played some American football. Every code of Aussie football is better than this American type thing. Still, it was good fun, but it wasn't tackle (they're a bit soft out here).

Once we were done eating we went back to the hotel for more worship and devotions. Following some excellent teaching was a lively game of catch phrase, courtesy of Kristen, our resident board game champion.

Sunday morning we went to Love Burger and watched Zac and Eric eat more food than you could ever imagine. We went to the rip curl outlet and then we went to the park again, for our last devotions and worship. After lunch it was time to head home.

And that was my weekend in San Onofre.