The sky was bright blue and the Sun was shining brightly on another gorgeous spring day. Unfortunately this was not the day when 3rd Timperley Cubs were having their spring camp, they headed to Bibby Scout camp for the first part of 3rd Timperley’s Cubs unique 2015 challenge. The sky was grey and the rain fall constantly. The Cubs arrived on site and quickly realised that when warned on the Thursday night that camp would be cold, wet and muddy the leaders were not joking. So since they were going to be muddy all weekend the only thing to do was… to do commando style mud strips to their faces ready for the battle ahead. The Cubs got to work unloading the kit and pitching camp. The stronger Cubs along with leaders soon worked out that because the site was so wet & muddy that standard size nigar wooden tent pegs didn’t need to be banged in with a mallet but simply pushed in by hand which speeded up the whole process. After lunch the Cubs grabbed their hiking gear for the Main activity of the weekend a gentle 5 and a bit mile hike which the Cubs had plotted using route cards on a previous pack night. If the Cubs had thought that our site was muddy it was nothing compared for what was to come. Down boggy footpaths and along puddle riddled tracks the Cubs walked. In certain parts the Cubs fought to pull each other free of the deep mud as they used their map and compass skills to guide themselves around their route. The Cubs crossed wet and windy wild fields and snuck past a Jack Russell and got told off by some goat who must have thought the Cubs were having too much fun. Once back on camp and an excellent evening meal the Cubs used the adventure playground. With night setting in it was time for the best game, Ever! After which the Cubs tired and happy had a small campfire to keep everyone’s spirits up on what was a cold night along with Marshmallows and Crumpets. The next morning the Cubs woke to that wonderful sound of pitter – patter of falling rain or to be more precise the sound of a hammering torrent of water bombarding their tents and a howling wind battering the tent doors. The Cubs slowly left their tents and packed their kit up in someone else’s bag or vice versa before having a quick breakfast. Next came that awful part of camping, strike camp. Once the sites was clear and checked the Cubs headed home ready to face the 2nd part of their Challenge.
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