By Jack Taylor
I had only
recently moved up to the Scouts.
Already, even though I had only attended a Scout meeting once, I was
thoroughly enjoying it. In the same week
that I started I went on my first camp to Lewes.
I was very
excited but also very nervous on Saturday morning when we left for the camp
site. We had to help set up the tents,
something that we hadn’t done in Cubs. I
found this really easy. After that my
best friend Jaz and I went pheasant hunting.
Although we saw a lot of pheasants we weren’t able to catch any as we
were hunting with sticks.
Later that
evening we got the train to Lewes, it was the firework weekend and a huge
celebration was occurring. There were
loads of people there and it was very crowded but everyone appeared happy. There was a large paradeeveryone in it was
carrying a flaming torch. Some of them
were carrying extremely loud firework bombs and the people watching the parade
too kept throwing these bombs to the floor and they exploded. We followed the parade up the hill to the
field where a massive bonfire, 50ft tall was lit. A huge firework display was then started. It
was amazing. For me, the best type of firework was the one where a single
rocket was fired and lots of little ones burst out of it.
On the way
back to our campsite, we all had to do a staggering 7
mile hike! Jaz and I
were offered a lift half way through, as we were the youngest there, but we
both declined. We got back to our tents at 2.00am and were exhausted.
The next
day, we went pheasant hunting – again. Unfortunately, I fell into a large
stream when I tried to jump across to the other side. After breakfast, we went
to a castle. We dressed up in medieval clothes, wandered around and played
games.
Finally we
headed for home.
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