Carry on camping

Reading one happy camper's comment of how great Contos campsite down in Margaret River is because she'd 'never felt closer to nature' raised two quite different 'oohs' at Number 123 last week. One 'ooh' was a positive yay! clapping hands, how exciting! kinda i'm watching fireworks type of 'ooooooh', whilst the other was more of a short, terse, frowning 'ooh'. I think you can match the person to the reaction here....

So, needless to say, i was feeling slightly apprehensive about a weekend with no showers or toilets (there was a very smelly long drop toilet) with the potential of being bitten by poisonous snakes or trampled to death in my sleep by an unsuspecting hopping kangaroo who thought our tent was just an odd looking hedge. BUT, you know me, i don't like to whinge, i'm a trouper so on with the show... or.... i do like to whinge so i spent a couple of days muttering and moaning about how it was all going to go wrong... (hmmm, i really must unearth my adventurous self, i think she's got a bit lost) before we set off down south.

In fact we had a lovely time camping and we saw a possum and mother and baby kangaroos a couple of metres from our tent one morning and no snakes or spiders! Hoorah! The campsite was very basic and each pitch was quite secluded so apart from a couple of torches and a very full moon, it was pretty dark and on the second night the wind picked up so it got quite chilly. At this point I wouldn't recommend thinking about the Blair Witch Project as the trees blowing about were making some crazy shadows on the tent and I was convinced that there were bad things going on outside our tent (one definitely looked like a deranged man with an axe)... anyway, i closed my eyes so i couldn't see the shadows and luckily we made it through to morning. phew! (And i wasn't the only one to be a complete fraidy cat because R's sister only managed to get to sleep that night by holding onto an aerosol deodorant.

And the best bit about camping in the bush for me was setting up the solar shower and having a shower amongst the trees... so much fun! Oh, and lazing in the hammock. Yay for camping... although i'd still prefer to do it in a campervan than in a tent.....