Hooray! I'm still alive! I have a lot of stories to tell you right now, but I can only really think of one or two. From the beginning: we all thought we could get ready the night before, have all the stuff packed away in the trailer by thursday night. We did manage to, only missing out on an esky and some bags. We all had decided to pack up and leave straight after school (only because we found out Jack was going to be following us down to Buley Rockhole). Needless to say, we didn't end up leaving until around 5 o'clock because we were all too slow about packing up. But who cares, we did end up getting there before it was dark, so it was alright.

We get down to Buley and find the whole place packed, and the first car we see is Fat Jack's. My heart sank at that point because I know he had the only avaliable camping site and we would have to stay with him our whole trip. Ok, I suppose I can just ignore him, but still. So yeah, we set up our tent (well, it was the smaller of the two because we couldn't be bothered to try and hammer tent pegs into rock. So we all tried to sleep there, but Daryl, Nick and Fat Jack managed to stay up and eat the majority of our food. Fat Jack sitting there trying to be like me (and failing miserably).

So the next morning I had seen another couple drive off, and instantly I said to Daryl (Terry and Nick were swimming), "We are moving over there *points*". So yes, we moved and set up camp away from Fat Jack. We never really did see them a lot after that, but we did see them whenever we were just sitting down at the tent doing nothing. Oh! Speaking of not talking to them ever again, we were having a swim after dinner on.. saturday night and Nick was already into his drinks. Anyway, whenever Nick begins to drown (or start to sink) he holds his can up so no water gets in the can. Now something had happened before, either Nick pushed Fat Jack into the water or something, because Fat Jack got back up tried to pull Nick underwater and dragged his can under aswell. So Nick swung a punch and just missed. Not less than 5 minutes later, they had decided to get out of the water and go to "sleep". On sunday we find out that Fat Jack isn't going to be staying until monday and they packed up and left that same day.

The saturday morning that Nick and Terry went for a swim, Nick found an akubra hat sitting out near the water and of course he grabbed it 'cos it was a good hat. I can see you now thinking that he shouldn't have taken it but left it there for the owner to come back. So he was walking around camp with it on, everyone from camping grounds saw him with it on. Ok we thought, the owner has either: left or it has been left there for a while. Monday or sunday afternoon (I had to take the biggest crap, stupid peppers that were on Nick's pizza) and I came back to the tent and Nick was getting some drinks. Because we had just been for a walk he had the hat on, so he put it in the tent and we went off for a swim. Moments later some fat fuck comes storming down to the pool where we were and starts abusing us (not asking us whether we had it, but abusing us). Screaming out at the top of his lungs that we were thieves and what have you and that he was going to tell the ranger about us. I was about ready to chop the cunts face off after abusing us right then and there, I think had he of continued, I would have started to abuse him about his accusations. And of course the other three weren't doing anything to defend themselves.

Well, the whole camping trip was basically swimming and walking around, and boy am I getting sick of walking in god damn sandals (can you say blisters and cuts), but I think I shall get over that for it was a good trip and I'm likely to do it again at the end of school. I know next time that I'm going to have to bring some kind of joggers to walk properly ever again. One last thing, considering I had my licence I was doing some driving whilst we were down there. Hooray!