Our Fantastically Terrible Camping Holiday
Posted: Fri Jun 10, 2011 8:30 pm
Our Fantastically Terrible Camping Holiday
© Stephen Whiteside 04.01.11
Last week beginning we all went camping. Of course, we left plenty of food for the neighbours, and mum wrote a note for the cat.
Dad was really happy when we got going because there was lots of traffic. A couple of hours later we stopped for a rest because he was feeling so alert. Mum and dad had a cold cup of coffee, but my brother and I had a nice hot orange juice instead!
We were really happy when we arrived at the camping site because we found a nice flat stretch of water in the river to pitch the tent on. The water was very hard, though, so we couldn’t hammer in the pegs. Luckily I found a light little feather that did the job nicely.
Next it was time to go for a walk in the bush. We took off our shoes and socks because we love the feel of pointy sticks and sharp stones against the soles of our feet.
The wildlife was great. We saw lots of kangaroo burrows, and even glimpsed a wombat hopping through the bush. Fish were swimming in the long grass, and lots of birds were flying in the river. Dad reckons he saw a snake swoop down from a tree and kill a kookaburra. The platypuses were as tame as always, and kept darting between our legs as we dangled them in the water.
It was a really cold night. We all froze inside our tent, which was great!
Next day, we drove home. We had a puncture, which was really good. Dad loves changing tyres. Mum complained that we kids were too quiet and not squabbling enough. At least I managed to spill my milkshake, though, so that made her happy. Then we ran out of petrol, which gave everybody a really good laugh.
When we reached the city, we got ten red lights in a row. Mum and dad love red lights, because they get a bit more hot and sticky, and they love that feeling.
All in all, it was a fantastically terrible camping holiday!
© Stephen Whiteside 04.01.11
Last week beginning we all went camping. Of course, we left plenty of food for the neighbours, and mum wrote a note for the cat.
Dad was really happy when we got going because there was lots of traffic. A couple of hours later we stopped for a rest because he was feeling so alert. Mum and dad had a cold cup of coffee, but my brother and I had a nice hot orange juice instead!
We were really happy when we arrived at the camping site because we found a nice flat stretch of water in the river to pitch the tent on. The water was very hard, though, so we couldn’t hammer in the pegs. Luckily I found a light little feather that did the job nicely.
Next it was time to go for a walk in the bush. We took off our shoes and socks because we love the feel of pointy sticks and sharp stones against the soles of our feet.
The wildlife was great. We saw lots of kangaroo burrows, and even glimpsed a wombat hopping through the bush. Fish were swimming in the long grass, and lots of birds were flying in the river. Dad reckons he saw a snake swoop down from a tree and kill a kookaburra. The platypuses were as tame as always, and kept darting between our legs as we dangled them in the water.
It was a really cold night. We all froze inside our tent, which was great!
Next day, we drove home. We had a puncture, which was really good. Dad loves changing tyres. Mum complained that we kids were too quiet and not squabbling enough. At least I managed to spill my milkshake, though, so that made her happy. Then we ran out of petrol, which gave everybody a really good laugh.
When we reached the city, we got ten red lights in a row. Mum and dad love red lights, because they get a bit more hot and sticky, and they love that feeling.
All in all, it was a fantastically terrible camping holiday!