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(, Sun 1 Apr 2001, 1:00)
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I've just booked a camping weekend. My girlfriend isn't massively enthusiastic. So tell your camping tales here, and I'll selectively quote the ones that support my viewpoint to her.
That said, of course, the best tales are of disasters. I recall going with 3 schoolfriends many years ago (The night Nottingham Forest beat Malmo to win the European Cup to be precise.) The site was quite full and one of the lads fancied doing some night fishing so we looked for a spot at the bottom of the hill near the river. There were tents all around but we were surprised to find what seemed to be a perfectly placed pitch. That night it absolutely pissed it down and we went to sleep worrying slightly about the borrowed tent's ability to withstand the downpour. Around two o' clock I awoke feeling somewhat damp. The tent had done it's job, but we had pitched it in a something of a hollow and were getting flooded (this was before sewn in groundsheets). We salvaged what we could and spent the night in the toilet block eating Campbell's meatballs (that's not a euphemism). I trudged off to the phonebox at the as soon as I felt it wouldn't be indecently early to wake my parents up, and asked my Mum to come and pick us up, our week of adventure and showing that we were capable of looking after ourselves aborted after one night. It was years before I went again.
(, Wed 16 Jun 2010, 10:13, 226 replies, latest was 16 years ago)
Oh that's just Psychochimp wheeling out the same joke again
(, Wed 16 Jun 2010, 10:21, Reply)
carry on.
EDIT: Hold on, if it's a meme that suggests every time Cave Duck posts someone should write "who sung this" then that's just ONLINE BULLYING.
Although I suppose the guy who wrote about the Honda Accord has taken his fair share.
(, Wed 16 Jun 2010, 10:23, Reply)
I'm starting to get a pavlovian response to peoples changes in relationship status.
(, Wed 16 Jun 2010, 10:24, Reply)
BONE ON.
(, Wed 16 Jun 2010, 10:25, Reply)
Just refrain from posting anything and have a wank over their holiday photos instead.
(, Wed 16 Jun 2010, 10:29, Reply)
Quick bikini check.
(, Wed 16 Jun 2010, 10:36, Reply)
it's not something I really think of looking for.
(, Wed 16 Jun 2010, 10:40, Reply)
(, Wed 16 Jun 2010, 10:30, Reply)
So it'll just be *post*, followed by "first", then "who sung this?"
(, Wed 16 Jun 2010, 10:32, Reply)
but the amount of times you end up wet/have branches land on your tent in a thunderstorm or your bastard friends take your tent down with you in it* might put some people off.
*actually I was the bastard here
(, Wed 16 Jun 2010, 10:17, Reply)
there's no need for it to be uncomfortable or cold. I've got a big, watertight tent, a king size airbed, comfy chairs, a decent bbq. take a couple of duvets, enough pillows and blankets and stuff and it's like being at home, but in a field.
(, Wed 16 Jun 2010, 10:18, Reply)
Has it ever crossed your mind to let active threads quieten down before posting a new one?
(, Wed 16 Jun 2010, 10:20, Reply)
I'm quite slow and took two calls between starting and posting.
Anyway I think most people can cope with more than one thread.
(, Wed 16 Jun 2010, 10:32, Reply)
Assuming someone has the standard crappy-dome-tent-with-outer-and-inner setup, you can detatch the inner and turn it 90 degrees so when they come back pissed they will spend a good half hour trying to figure out how to get into their tent.
(, Wed 16 Jun 2010, 10:28, Reply)
Actually, I'm not. I'm done with festival camping though.
If I went to a nice campsite with good showers and... Oh who am I kidding? Sod camping!
(, Wed 16 Jun 2010, 10:30, Reply)
(omg I can't wait)
(, Wed 16 Jun 2010, 10:32, Reply)
and that was bad enough.
Then there was the year of the Leeds riots, and I just couldn't put myself through it anymore.
(, Wed 16 Jun 2010, 10:33, Reply)
I heard that the kitchens in the east wing leave a lot to be desired.
(, Wed 16 Jun 2010, 11:01, Reply)
but I'm going camping at the end of July and I'm quite looking forward to it. It's at some kind of barn type thing I think.
(, Wed 16 Jun 2010, 10:33, Reply)
you're indoors, there are often basic beds provided, and more often than now, toilets.
I don't understand the whole 'lying on a 2mm thick piece of foam when I could be IN BED' aspect of wild or campsite camping.
(, Wed 16 Jun 2010, 10:35, Reply)
it's likely to be next to a car, in which case there is no excuse for not having loads of comfortable stuff
(, Wed 16 Jun 2010, 10:37, Reply)
full of mountaineering club folk so there's only room for a small rucksack each and far more tesco value lager than any human ever needs to drink.
(, Wed 16 Jun 2010, 10:38, Reply)
However we're never going to be hardcore campers. It's essentially a way of getting together with a group of friends, who all have children of a similar age, for a weekend. We did it fior the first time last year and borrowed absolutely everything. This year I've started to get some stuff together, but rather than get the essentials like a table,which we'll be able to borrow again, I figured it would be better to go for the more "luxury" items that make experience more comfortable like a carpet for the tent and an inflatable sofa.
(, Wed 16 Jun 2010, 10:47, Reply)
it's always too hot or too cold, sometimes both at once, and it is never comfortable, no matter how many different camoing mats you try out. And once, the mountaineering club I was in (who are renowned for taking incompetence to whole new levels, especially when map reading is involved) managed to set up camp on a bed of wild garlic. It ensured we weren't visited by vampires, but also that other walkers steered well clear of us for the whole trip. It took several showers to rid myself of the reek of garlic.
And then there was the DofE trip where one girl decided to carry her turds with her in plastic bags. That was delightful under canvas.
(, Wed 16 Jun 2010, 10:33, Reply)
"oooh" he says "a bag of shit"
"what, like a bag with a shit in it?" I reply hilariously
"yes." he says holding aloft a carrier bag full of poo which his girlfriend had left in there
*big sadfaces*
(, Wed 16 Jun 2010, 10:37, Reply)
My aunty once climbed over my gf's head, fell on her, continued to stumble into the 'porch' area of the tent where we were keeping our food and drinks, and pissed there. Right there. We could hear her pissing. In our tent. My aunty.
(, Wed 16 Jun 2010, 10:39, Reply)
who wants to EVER hear members of their family pissing?
(, Wed 16 Jun 2010, 10:39, Reply)
She keeps picking her nose in my mum's living room and gets really annoyed when we shout at her. I called her a dog on Sunday and she said "Don't you ever call me a dog" and I said "Yes because they only lick their balls whereas you are digging up your fucking hooter."
(, Wed 16 Jun 2010, 10:42, Reply)
I tell him off if I catch him, but the thinks if he's sitting next to me on the sofa that I can't see him. I'm not a T Rex!
(, Wed 16 Jun 2010, 10:45, Reply)
Look, we all pick our noses sometimes. Especially if theres a big massive dry crow blocking it.
Just go to the frigging toilet, pick the offending thing out, then wash your hands thoroughly.
(, Wed 16 Jun 2010, 10:47, Reply)
That's a criminal wste of a chewy one.
(, Wed 16 Jun 2010, 13:05, Reply)
I wouldn't mind him seeing me with hair like Soft Sal and no make-up.
(, Wed 16 Jun 2010, 10:43, Reply)
Maybe you should get it seen to.
(, Wed 16 Jun 2010, 10:53, Reply)
Well if I fancied him properly, I'd MIND him seeing me without my hair done and no make-up wouldn't I?
I make the effort when I've got my sights on a bloke.
(, Wed 16 Jun 2010, 10:58, Reply)
The make-up remains undone, hair barely even blow-dried, comfortable-but-fading pyjama trousers, pastel cotton pants, odd socks...
(, Wed 16 Jun 2010, 11:00, Reply)
Who would dress up to the nines to bag a bloke, then almost immediately go back to her PJ trews, odd socks and hoody attire whenever she had them 'round. I felt sorry for them, she was quite fit when she put the effort in.
(, Wed 16 Jun 2010, 11:05, Reply)
Even if I have to wear pyjamas (say it's inbetween breakfast and getting ready to go out time but it's not sexytiem) they are very nice and they match and ethey're either gingham or spotted or striped and they have short sleves and dainty buttons.
(, Wed 16 Jun 2010, 11:08, Reply)
so at least people know what they're getting with me I guess. Odd socks aren't so bad if they can't be seen
(, Wed 16 Jun 2010, 11:10, Reply)
My mate used to live with me and she constantly wore odd socks. I mean even to go to work. Nobody could see them but she was stepping out with a different kind of sock on each foot, all day.
(, Wed 16 Jun 2010, 11:23, Reply)
it's enough to make you feel a bit queasy. I bet she probably had missing buttons as well on the inside of her coat
(, Wed 16 Jun 2010, 11:23, Reply)
My pyjamas are beauteeful, like semi-outfits.
(, Wed 16 Jun 2010, 11:13, Reply)
Although I'll relent and say that PJs are fine for sleepovers.
(, Wed 16 Jun 2010, 11:14, Reply)
And if Roota was Jennifer Garner, I'd be unable to enter Liverpool by court order.
(, Wed 16 Jun 2010, 11:01, Reply)
my dad loves camping and my mother hates it. My dad did a lot of fairly intensive amateur mountain/ rock climbing when he was younger, and after they married, persuaded her out camping/mountain climbing a few times. I think she views that as dues paid
(, Wed 16 Jun 2010, 10:44, Reply)
Even in my crappy dome tent it was enjoyable, possibly because I was pissed both evenings.
Two summers ago I went camping up near Holkham bay in Norfolk with some friends. I had £30 for two nights and three days. £13 went on the campsite and £14 went on a massive bottle of Sambuca. This meant that the only food I could afford was six Morrisons "17% pork" sausage rolls. I'd be hungry enough to eat one and get halfway through the next before even Sambuca couldn't keep my mind off what I was eating.
To compensate, I just drunk enough that I floated through the entire weekend in an almost hallucinatory state. 'Twas awesome.
Also, we were the only people on site. Whilst we were away one day, we constructed an elaborate fantasy involving a Catholic girls sixth form college trip (we were 17/18 at the time). The fantasy was so fully fledged that we were almost surprised when we got back to a still empty field...
(, Wed 16 Jun 2010, 10:45, Reply)
Arranged to meet GF at Wookey Hole camp site. I arrived first, put up the tent, sorted everything out. Waited, waited, waited. Three hours late she turns up, in floods of tears. Get her to stop blubbing, then go to Wells for some grub. Every time I say something, she start crying again. We get back to the campsite and get down to some kip. About 4 O'clock in the morning, I'm awoken with the question, "why is it so light?" My, becuase we're in a fucking tent and its the middle of June, did not go down well. More calming down required.
Had an OK rest of the weekend, in the caves, going to Glastonbury Tor, and some nice walking. Sunday afternoon, she followed me to the M5 so she did not get lost, and we said our farewells on the bridge at the motorway junction.
A couple of days later the letter arrived. Apparently it was my fault we broke up, followed by a list of my shortcomings.
I haven't been camping since.
(, Wed 16 Jun 2010, 10:50, Reply)
(, Wed 16 Jun 2010, 10:51, Reply)
Real letters and cards are nice to give and receive. Unless they are from Clintons.
(, Wed 16 Jun 2010, 10:55, Reply)
I cant imagine dumping someone by letter, because when you post it you have only started the process and it sits there in the box like a little cancerous dumping growth. And what if you speak to her? Has she received the letter? Do I tell her i've sent her a letter?
I'm thinking too hard about this.
(, Wed 16 Jun 2010, 10:59, Reply)
and she didn't mention it. Perhaps I'm shit at detecting people feelings.
(, Wed 16 Jun 2010, 11:02, Reply)
ah well, she's probably ruining some other poor sods life now
(, Wed 16 Jun 2010, 11:03, Reply)
I don't wish her any malice though. It was her loss really.
(, Wed 16 Jun 2010, 11:08, Reply)
I hope all my exes are fat and miserable failures, which is really messed up when you consider that i'm the one that generally ended the relationships.
(, Wed 16 Jun 2010, 11:12, Reply)
and how did she get those nylons eh?
(, Wed 16 Jun 2010, 11:02, Reply)
always had ciggerettes she did and she would smoke them in the street without a bye-or-leave
(, Wed 16 Jun 2010, 11:05, Reply)
(, Wed 16 Jun 2010, 11:05, Reply)
most of the population centres in the South West are full of weirdos. Exeter is the last bastion of normality
(, Wed 16 Jun 2010, 11:11, Reply)
of normality, then things have gone seriously wrong
(, Wed 16 Jun 2010, 11:12, Reply)
but it's interesting you felt the need to tell me that.
(, Wed 16 Jun 2010, 11:13, Reply)
Referring to my use of the word Fucking.
Highlight = AC/DC. I was so close to Brian Johnson. It was beautiful.
(, Wed 16 Jun 2010, 11:15, Reply)
Youtube the performance, they put on such a show, it was phenomenal.
So many props!
(, Wed 16 Jun 2010, 11:18, Reply)
I'm glad I'm going to at least one of the decent festivals this year. Couldn't have handled the jealousy of not going to any I think!
(, Wed 16 Jun 2010, 11:35, Reply)
not only are some of my favourite big names playing, but some of my very favourite small names too.
(, Wed 16 Jun 2010, 11:37, Reply)
I'm really looking forward to Bigelf. They are going to be awesome.
(, Wed 16 Jun 2010, 11:43, Reply)
will look them up.
Vipros I think you'd like Dir en Grey. They're a tad unusual, and their singer is the funniest thing to watch live ever
(, Wed 16 Jun 2010, 11:50, Reply)
Check out their song The Evils of Rock and Roll
I do like unusual things. what I've seen about Dir en Grey certainly makes me curious
(, Wed 16 Jun 2010, 11:57, Reply)
Dir en Grey used to be really into visual kei (excessive clothes/makeup) but they're toned down now in that respect and ramped up musically. When I saw them last year the singer was even tinier than he looks generally
(, Wed 16 Jun 2010, 12:00, Reply)
I'd check them out, but can't use youtube or other useful things in the office
(, Wed 16 Jun 2010, 12:05, Reply)
Japanese lyrics, fairly shouty in bits, but a lot of melody. Fairly heavy metal I think. I hoped wikipedia would define their genre for me but all I got was 'the genre of their music difficult to determine (though it is generally considered to be a form of metal music'
They don't really do the visual kei thing anymore sadly
(, Wed 16 Jun 2010, 12:09, Reply)
when coheed and cambria's ferry was late
started out interesting with masks and some good music, but then went a bit shit, and they started having a go at the crowd when people were leaving
(, Wed 16 Jun 2010, 12:11, Reply)
didn't see them though. I may have still been arsing around on the campsite at that point
(, Wed 16 Jun 2010, 12:13, Reply)
love Skindred. I know the drummer and a good mate of mine is good mates with the guitarist
(, Wed 16 Jun 2010, 12:20, Reply)
I thought they were awesome last year
(, Wed 16 Jun 2010, 12:27, Reply)
did the singer play two keyboards while singing when you saw them?
(, Wed 16 Jun 2010, 11:50, Reply)
maybe one day I can afford their extortionate ticket prices.
(, Wed 16 Jun 2010, 11:17, Reply)
some people can get away with it.
the venue we played in last thursday is a club run by joss stone's mum. it's ok, but really up it's own arse. They had posters up for Solomon Burke with Joss Stone as a guest. Tickets were £50.
No matter how legendary someone apparently is, charging £50 for a gig in a relatively shitty club in Exeter, with an annoying try-hand bint as a special guest, is outrageous.
I paid £50 to see Metallica at the O2. That was worth it.
(, Wed 16 Jun 2010, 11:35, Reply)
But that was on eBay, because tix sold out in about 2 mins and the website kept crashing on me. I HAD to go.
(, Wed 16 Jun 2010, 11:36, Reply)
it was not a festival set by any means. Really dirgy.
(, Wed 16 Jun 2010, 11:37, Reply)
He reckoned he couldn't play the hard, fast songs as Metallica would be on next. I'm not fussed that I missed it, especially as the O2 gig was the best gig I've ever been to.
(, Wed 16 Jun 2010, 11:38, Reply)
at Sonisphere. It felt quite emotional.
(, Wed 16 Jun 2010, 11:42, Reply)
23 songs of awesomeness, with the most moving rendition of Hurt I've seen live.
(, Wed 16 Jun 2010, 11:44, Reply)
at Soni. Seriously, it was a perfect setting for it- as they started playing, the clouds swept over the sun, it became cold and there was almost dead silence towards the end. People were crying around me
(, Wed 16 Jun 2010, 11:46, Reply)
Last ever NIN song played live in the UK. Such a good song as well.
(, Wed 16 Jun 2010, 11:47, Reply)
because that was during July (some mates went) and Sonisphere was August
(, Wed 16 Jun 2010, 11:52, Reply)
which was why I was surprised by the setlist
(, Wed 16 Jun 2010, 11:54, Reply)
and at least they weren't limp bizkit or linkin park. they were shit.
(, Wed 16 Jun 2010, 11:44, Reply)
outrageous
(, Wed 16 Jun 2010, 11:47, Reply)
I think. They were dire. They were literally a Linkin Park mashup
(, Wed 16 Jun 2010, 11:49, Reply)
they were even worse than a Linkin Park mashup sounds.
the only thing that annoyed me more than that was Machine Head being special guests, cos I think they are hugely overrated (i.e. shit)
(, Wed 16 Jun 2010, 11:50, Reply)
if Machinehead had been told to fuck off. They acted like children over the placing, and when Sonisphere tried to make amends they just threw another hissy fit
(, Wed 16 Jun 2010, 11:51, Reply)
but shouty/screamy metal bands aren't really my thing
although Slayer are going to be awesome.
(, Wed 16 Jun 2010, 11:53, Reply)
And not as shouty-screamy as a lot of metal bands.
(, Wed 16 Jun 2010, 11:55, Reply)
which wasn't my bag. too much constant guitar and drums going on, and not melodic enough.
Which is why Alice in Chains stood out so much as being incredibly awesome.
(, Wed 16 Jun 2010, 11:56, Reply)
at that point I think. They were quite good though (and possibly that was their last UK gig.)
Same with Avenged Sevenfold. Not my favourite band by any measure, but I'm glad I watched them since that was their final UK gig (where they're all alive anyway)
(, Wed 16 Jun 2010, 12:02, Reply)
but I don't think they're that accomplished really. Definitely not enough so to be throwing hissy fits
(, Wed 16 Jun 2010, 11:57, Reply)
I heard a lot of mutterings amongst the crowd during and after. Not happy.
(, Wed 16 Jun 2010, 11:43, Reply)
(apart from AmberI!)
(, Wed 16 Jun 2010, 11:44, Reply)
my feet hurt a huge amount still, so I wasn't by that point in the mood for moshing, dancing or having my feet stamped on. So a slow, quiet set wasn't the worst thing in the world to me
(, Wed 16 Jun 2010, 11:47, Reply)
I just enjoy the music and the atmosphere
(, Wed 16 Jun 2010, 11:49, Reply)
but there are going to be some bands that I'm determined to try and get to front for
(, Wed 16 Jun 2010, 11:52, Reply)
depends how much booze I've had.
I've just been reminded that 65daysofstatic are playing. that'll be great
(, Wed 16 Jun 2010, 11:53, Reply)
They were amazing, especially their cover/mix of Voodoo People, and Island Pt2
(, Wed 16 Jun 2010, 11:54, Reply)
I've been listening to them a load over the last few weeks, and got really into it.
going to be great live
(, Wed 16 Jun 2010, 11:55, Reply)
I don't know how to express it without capitals and swearing.
(, Wed 16 Jun 2010, 11:10, Reply)
I didn't get to see Dj cos my phone broke and then everyone elses ran out of credit/battery so I had no way of meeting up with them. :(
(, Wed 16 Jun 2010, 11:13, Reply)
It's a very big place you know.
Yeah, Al did. He's actually very nice IRL.
(, Wed 16 Jun 2010, 11:20, Reply)
I desperately needed a jolt of atavistic youthfulness.
(, Wed 16 Jun 2010, 11:22, Reply)
(, Wed 16 Jun 2010, 11:09, Reply)
But I'll go with you being deeply grateful for my eloquence and logical reasoning.
(, Wed 16 Jun 2010, 11:11, Reply)
I do know a few people who wouldn't last five minutes in a tent.
(, Wed 16 Jun 2010, 11:12, Reply)
It's the surrounding misery that bothers me. Maybe I'm never drunk enough when camping.
(, Wed 16 Jun 2010, 11:15, Reply)
I was in a holey, leaky one and everything I owned was permanently damp. But I was too drunk/ to hyped up to care most of the time. So yes, I prescribe MOAR ALCOHOL.
(, Wed 16 Jun 2010, 11:17, Reply)
with sick in your hair.
(, Wed 16 Jun 2010, 11:28, Reply)
with piss in my shoes
(, Wed 16 Jun 2010, 11:31, Reply)
The lack of clean toilets is what puts me off.
(, Wed 16 Jun 2010, 11:23, Reply)
No long drops, only chemical portaloos that got cleaned everyday.
(, Wed 16 Jun 2010, 11:25, Reply)
Even like that. I'm so picky about my toilets... I think I'll rather pass a week without using it than share it with strangers.
(, Wed 16 Jun 2010, 11:26, Reply)
Whistling away as though they were wiping a windscreen.
(, Wed 16 Jun 2010, 11:27, Reply)
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(it's empty)
(, Wed 16 Jun 2010, 11:32, Reply)
but it's never going to happen.
(, Wed 16 Jun 2010, 11:37, Reply)
Which just means a hike, taking a lightweight tent with you, plus some food and water. Find a good spot, cook, wait for dusk and pitch. Up and gone next morning before anyone else gets moving.
Or just take a bivvy bag in summer.
Better along a coastwalk, best in Cornwall.
(, Wed 16 Jun 2010, 11:19, Reply)
generally when I'm camping I have my board with me (9'4"), among other things, so I have to have the car, and therefore all the luxuries I can stuff into it
(, Wed 16 Jun 2010, 11:31, Reply)
when I realised what makes wild camping so good is there are no women.
(Except for the one lucky meeting near Soapy Cove. Heh heh - what happens at camp stays at camp.)
(, Wed 16 Jun 2010, 11:43, Reply)
After months of organisation and various call offs, on Saturday my pals and I set off to a lovely Loch side spot for some camping, fire building and raving. We packed my friends van full of audio equipment and set off for a night of indulgence. On arriving we drove the van down a semi hidden lane and into the spot itself. It is perfect, lots of wood, plenty of space for cavorting and shamanic shuffling, if required. I set about setting all the audio gear up and the rest fucked off for wood.
There were midgies about, as you would expect, but they were tolerable and in my experience they tend to fuck off at a certain time of night anyway. The rave generator now complete i stuck on some Boards of Canada and it sounded brilliiant. The sub woofer gently pulsing from inside the van made it sound like a mini festival, particularly when you walked away from it. We then began to set the tent up.
It was about then that I decided that the midgies were getting worse, in fact they were practically sending us insane, a mild panic swept through camp as we decided if we should in fact PACK EVERYTHING BACK UP AND GO HOME. What a monumental waste of time it would all be. Even standing OVER the fire failed to discourage them, they still attacked, in their millions it seemed. Seconds later an executive decision was reached to do exactly that. I popped my headlamp on as it was now dusky, perfect time for a midge invasion of biblical proportions. It was only when my friends could see the clouds of midgies in the the light of the headlamp that they really began to freak out. I myself couldn't see as I was too busy disconnecting things and panicking.
Minutes later we were good to go and everyone who looked at me couldn't help but say "Fucking hell man, look at your face". It was bitten red raw, as were my hands, and legs, i counted over 100 angry bites. We got back to my place at midnight, we all just sat down in near silence, completely broken and shell-shocked. I tried to rally things and inhect a bit of, 'we may as well get totally wankered then', but the energy had gone, replaced by misery and scratching. We agreed on one thing though, that if we had stayed, we would have went out of our mind.
In summary, midgies CAN be tolerated, in small numbers, but do a yourself a favour and get a fucking midgie head net, do not get a mosquito net as the holes are too big.
(, Wed 16 Jun 2010, 13:37, Reply)
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