Last weekend a few flatmates and myself took it upon ourselves to go camping in the rain out on the far west coast of Wales in an area known as the Gower. It is about a 2 hour drive from Bristol and it is just past the city of Swansea. We got there a little late so after setting up our tents in the dark it was straight down the bar for a few drinks. We returned back to the campsite after the bar closed for a few more before calling it a night about 4am. The following morning was spent swimming at the indoor pool and then playing football in the rain. By far the highlight was the fight with the 8 year boy who stole the boomerang after I climbed into a really thick bush of thorns to get it back getting completely cut up all over. After he kicked us a few times we got our own back by controversial methods but at least we got the boomerang back (which we didn't even bother to use after that). It was pouring with rain but we decided to head to the beach anyways for a BBQ and 4 hours of throwing rocks and jumping off of sand dunes.
The food was great and the drinks were plentiful and it ended up with me going for a quick swim in the sea before we made our way back to the campsite for some guitars and drinks. That pretty much sums up most of the weekend to be honest. Swimming, BBQ, eating, and drinking is really all we did but it was a great weekend all the same. Just as we were leaving on the Sunday afternoon the sun came out and it was nothing but clear skies all the way back to Bristol. Typical UK......
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Great stories.. Great Picts. But enlighten us... What is RYC?????
Just camping, eating, drinking, and guitar... how very Canadian of you. I gotta work on the guitar bit, I hear guitar hero is all the craze now, perhaps I need to get on board with that. Good times friend!....so bdbrandy or a snake in the tent?
Dad - RYC stands for Royal York Cresent which is the street we all live on.
Ryan - No contest.... BDBrandy all the way.....hahahahaha
Hey buddy
you know I love you like a brother, but I am going to point some things out, showing just how badly you need to move back home. Camping NEVER involves a bar. You drink around a campfire and at a beach ONLY. There's no indoor swimming... I daresay that I should slap you when you get home tomorrow for calling this event a camping trip!
Beers soon!
Yeah Andrew,
Phil so misses his slappings!
I've been camping many times and ended up at a bar.
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