DianaSublime Swags
April 20th 2008 23:59
We suddenly decided on Saturday arvo to camp at the pony club grounds for the weekend event.
There followed the most lovely camping experience I've had in a long time and I thoroughly enjoyed the company of my own kids with no whinging, whining, fighting or problems.
Idyllic. Sublime.
The weather was perfect for camping as only autumn over the Great Divide in Victoria can be: pure sunny skies, mild weather, cool nights (quite cold actually!)
We thew the swags and a few bits and pieces and all horse requirements into the big capable float and ute and drove the short distance to the bushy club grounds where quite a few other groups were already setting up.
Michael zoomed off on his bike with Bootling in hot pursuit, the girls got tacked up and went to warm their horses up and I pottered around setting us up. We had a nice spot tucked away in a circle of trees away from everyone else.
The sun went down in a blaze of orange dust while we washed the horses and chatted to the incrasing crowds. Being a State-qualifying event the organizers were expecting several hundreds the following day.
The evening meal was fully catered for and we enjoyed it while sitting in the semi-darkness at long tables. Later my kids ran around in the dark with the other hordes of exciteable children and dogs while the adults kicked back.
I flirted mildly with the local farmers. (well, I was on my own)
Still later, when the cold started to seep in, me and the kids lit a modest fire near our site and settled down to chat compaonably by the firelight. Michael stretched out in his swag with the pup and fell alseep while we listened to the crackle and hiss of flames and stared into the fire.
Lisa said this is all she would ever want from life: her swag, horse nearby, dog by the campfire and the stars above.
I thought what a lovely thing to say.
So mesmerising fires, aren't they?
More later, will tell you about other stuff but gotta go and do some work!
There followed the most lovely camping experience I've had in a long time and I thoroughly enjoyed the company of my own kids with no whinging, whining, fighting or problems.
Idyllic. Sublime.
The weather was perfect for camping as only autumn over the Great Divide in Victoria can be: pure sunny skies, mild weather, cool nights (quite cold actually!)
We thew the swags and a few bits and pieces and all horse requirements into the big capable float and ute and drove the short distance to the bushy club grounds where quite a few other groups were already setting up.
Michael zoomed off on his bike with Bootling in hot pursuit, the girls got tacked up and went to warm their horses up and I pottered around setting us up. We had a nice spot tucked away in a circle of trees away from everyone else.
The sun went down in a blaze of orange dust while we washed the horses and chatted to the incrasing crowds. Being a State-qualifying event the organizers were expecting several hundreds the following day.
The evening meal was fully catered for and we enjoyed it while sitting in the semi-darkness at long tables. Later my kids ran around in the dark with the other hordes of exciteable children and dogs while the adults kicked back.
I flirted mildly with the local farmers. (well, I was on my own)
Still later, when the cold started to seep in, me and the kids lit a modest fire near our site and settled down to chat compaonably by the firelight. Michael stretched out in his swag with the pup and fell alseep while we listened to the crackle and hiss of flames and stared into the fire.
I thought what a lovely thing to say.
So mesmerising fires, aren't they?
More later, will tell you about other stuff but gotta go and do some work!
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