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.........woohoooo! 26 miles!
Got up nice and early, went to meet everone else, went on the coach, rolled around on the coach, felt sick on the coach, arrived in settle and got off the coach.
Had our kit inspected, and the perv man (he was perving on everyone last year) was like "if you get lost on the moors, I won't be able to find you with that torch!" and I was like, I don't want you to bloody save me gonk
I got let off as the weather was good, and my friends had big torches.
We set off, and these old competent looking people were running in the opposite direction. So we ran after them.
ONLY to realise they were going completely the wrong way, some reason. We had to run back and then go up the
HUUGGEEE
hill.
It's so steep.
Then we went through the cow field, found a friendily horse, ran around, went up more enormous hills, went down enormous hills (is equally painful, it hurts your toes).
We encountered the perv man again gonk
After finding out we were in pain (well, duh, yer stoopid perv man) he asked if anyone wanted to ride in his car, we ran away.
He caught up with us, and asked us to open the gate. It was padlocked, and we ran away again.
Walked around for a while, then heard a distant revvvv of an engine and I shouted
"He broke the chain with his perv knife and NOW HE'S GONNA COME CHOP US UP!!! AAARRRRGGHHHHH!!!!!!"
Then we started running again.
At the next checkpoint, the perv man was there. He claimed there was an ant in charlie's top, and started fumbling aroung to kill it. Charle: gonk Me: xd
He then went on to carress ellie's hair, one of these imaginary ants again methinks. He calls you things like "gorgeous" and "sweetheart" and "sugar plum/fairy". When we were taking layers last year (bloody changable weather) he said
"Stripping off are we!? Good good...." and then when it was sunny he said he needed to rub suncream on us,
"no no no no no, s'alright we can do it ourselves" we replied hurriedly.
He very considerately gave us a half dranf lucozade and half eaten yorkie bar........laced with aphrodesiacs, I reckonned. Nobody consumed the gifts.
We were taking a detour accross the moors, and I cam to this rather water-logged looking part. I stopped, wondering if we sgould go round. But the ben was all "come on kim, keep going"
So I jumped into the holes and we carried on.
HOWEVER there was this spongy grass bit, we'd walked over stuff like that alredy.
Put my foot on and I
SANK right down
"AAARGGHHHHHAHAAHAAA! I'M STUUUCK"
If you've ever sank into a bog, you'll know the sinking and pulling sensation you feel when trying to escape.
I did get out eventually and I didn't die blaugh
On the secon to last checkpoint. we were told we wouldn't make it in time to the next checkpoint to carry on walking, and we s-l-o-w-e-d riight down.
YAY! you get applauded when you arrive at lofthouse, and our lovely CLEAN spare kit is waiting.
After getting changed, danced in a traditional postbox (it was so happy) and wotnot, I went into mary's huge car, with mary and charlie. That was all good.
But then the car's central lockind randomly imprisoned us.
And the alarm started going off.
wahmbulance
With the car-key-holder nowhere to be seen, we decided to make our escape, and climb out of the titchy window. 'Twas interesting.
Mary's hand got injured on impact of the gound (it's a tall car, to be sure) so charlei and I got out first aid kits and fixed her!!! blaugh
When I got home I had a hot bath with muscle soak, had a massage with a "wiccy waccy magic muscle bar"
It's a massage bar from LUSH, which melts into oils at body temp. This one is designed for muscle pains, and has little beans that act as massaging nodules.
Then I did lots of stretching and went to sleep.
And I went into school the next day gonk
I'm sure it was more painful than the walk its self xd
 Lady-Shiro · Mon Oct 01, 2007 @ 08:17pm · 2 Comments |
