The camp was usual enough: it had
A river, a paddock, a cook out, even cabins that I never want in. My friends and I
Did what boys do - slept in a tent, shot bows and arrows, jumped off the jump rock, picked and ate wild blackberries, looked at gloworms, and did a 2.5 kilometer mud run.
Doing nothing important.
Inspired by James K. Baxter