Ounce upon a time, at about 6
o' clock, a noble band of scouting braves arrived at the mysterioushill
of Larch. They were Sir Daire the daring, Sir McGovern the hairy, Sir
Barry the brave, Sir Haugh the humanist, Sir Michelle the mystical, Sir
Kevin the couragous and Lynch who liked to eat alot. When they arrived
they took the bags and built the Icelandic of doom to store them in.
Then they constructed the tunnel tent of truth and the quadropod table
of triumph. Sir Barry boasted about his amazing pioneering skills as he
built the table. They made an alter fire of fearlessness, but the half
barrell was unsteady and fell on Lynch's foot. Everyone laughed. They
made the dresser of dread and went to sleep. (Sir Daire, Sir Haugh and
Lynch did not steal coke after dark).
They woke up early and everyone had a hearty breakfast of rashers and
sausages, but Sir Haugh had bread and dry cereal as he is a vegitarian,
and Sir Daire forgot to get milk. Today, they enbarked on a perilous
journey through 10 bases, each as scouty as the next.
At this base the brave nights (and Michelle) were charged to save the
life of a badly burned dragon slayer. Sir Barry boasted about his first
aid skills as he kicked the dragon slayer on to his back. They got no
points and their mentor was amerce. The dragon slayer died.
They prepared fish for food. Well, Lynch did, and got guts all over
him. Everyone laughed. They cooked the fish on the evil Rathfarnam's
fire, and put it out for the next group.
The brave knights (and Michelle) exercised their map work and compass
skills, and walked to different landmarks to measure the distance
between them. Using the compass of confusion, Sir McGovern found the
directions they were in and put it into map form.
They arrived just in time to see evil Rathfarnam give up on their
icelandic. The knights (and Michelle) then constructed their own
icelandic. But to their horror, Rathfarnam had tied up the ropes. It
was a battle against time and in the end, it was the magic knot undone
spell from St. Michelle that saved the day. They did it!
This was all about teamwork. So obviously, they did it quickly. the
fact that it was not finished was a minor set back. Everyone worked
together but the wood was too hard. A plank was put in the middle of
the square, and they had to cut it without entering the square. They
tied 4 bits of sizzle to the saw of sexy. All pulled back and forth to
cut through the wood but it didn't work.
The knights (and Michelle) continued on their journey until they came
to a mine field of.... erm.... mines. They were blindfolded and, one by
one, guided only by the sound of clapping, each one passed safely
through, except Lynch who blew up 3 times. Everyone laughed.
The knights (and Michelle) now had to test their mind power. That's
right, they had to estimate... and they did. And it was a good guess.
And they moved on.
This base was ruled by the evilist leader (and that's right
Sean, I mean you!). He made them build a fortress. They made the
best dang fortress ever but it fell on Lynch. Everyone laughed.
This was all about pioneering, so the knights left it to Sir Barry.
they built two tripods of terror, with levers of love, to lift a box
out of the square of sexy. Long story short..... it worked.
They dragged a log up a hill........Proving....? (It was only after this they
realised that Sir Daire the daring was bribing the judges).
knights dinner was: Garlic bread of doom, pasta and source of peril.
custard and biccies of nicey. It was panic. Everyone was working except
Sir Haugh who was writing the log book, but he didn't have time to
The dinner was excellenty prepared and would have won had it not been
for Sir Kevin and his filthy hands. A sore point which will long be
On Sunday the site was dropped and all waited anxiously for the results
of the competition. Rathfarnam won, no surprises there, but the real
kick in the face was that Friday nights had beaten us by a mere 50
points. How or never, 5th out of 10 is excellent and we will be back
next year to win................