Easter

We spent the actual Easter weekend (Friday till Tuesday) at Lake Leake. The morleys were there too! :-) Except for Sam, cause she was in South Africa. It wasn't as bad as I thought it would be without her. It was wierd to have no1 to play games with, and it was lonely when James was out fishing in his boat, but all in all it could have been a lot worse.

We walked right the way round the lake. It took about 4 hours, and we were walking fairly fast. It was just me and James and Rachel and Ollie, not the twins. It was fun. :-) We met these old people at Kalangadoo Bay, and they told us it would be impossible to get through the snowy - the river at the back of the lake. And then when we got there it was just a trickle! We jumped over it without even getting our feet wet! Actually, it was quiet dissapointing. James and I were both looking forward to a bit of a challange.

The hardest part was getting past the damn wall. We had to folllow the river downstream a bit and then wade across. It was a raging torrent compared to the snowy! It was knee deep on me, and it freaked Ollie out a bit - he's not a very good swimmer. Then we came up behind the damn. Which is STRICTLY no tresspassing. And the caretaker saw us through his window! He was giving us the death stare! James sais that if he'd questioned us, he would have just blamed it on me and my evil teenaged influence. :-)

We also went trout fishing; Dad got a big brown, James got 2 little rainbows and a few perch, I got nothing. Nothing all weekend. :-(

But eel fishing is a different story! I got two then, James only got one! And I only lost one! James lost tons! We were sharing a rod and after I caught two I let James and Kez try for all the rest cause I'd already caught my fair share. Kez, Beck and Ollie all caught one. Ray caught two, but she was hogging a rod all for herself, so thats understandable.

We wasted the day on Monday in the car. We went all the way up to Ansons Bay to see Grandma. Aparrently she couldn't make the trip down to Lake Leake to see us, even though she was apparently desperate. So she guilt trapped Mum into taking us up there. 5 hours in the car. 5 hours in the car stuck behind caravans half the time. (No offence to Caravan people) I think its very rude of Grandma to expect us to go up there and see her. We only get 8 weeks holiday a year and she expects us to waste them visiting her! She's a pentioner! She can come visit us anytime she wants, and does she? NO! But then she mopes around whenever we're on holidays and we're not visiting her! Stupid hipocrite!

Its not so bad once we get there. Not when Dad's with us. He and me and Peter and sometimes Rachel go out fishing. In the few hours we were there, I only saw Grandma over lunch, and again to say good bye. Only long enough for her to tell me I was gonna have scares all over my face for the rest of my life from my pimples. What a lovely grandmotherly thing to say. Understandably, I prefer to spend time out fishing with Peter. Peter's cool. :-) I caught 4 flathead, a coota and a red gernard. Total for the weekend: more than James!!! The only good thing about Ansons Bay: Fishing!!!

We were back at Lake Leake on Monday night. The beds at Grandma's are just too horrible to be worth it.

Tuesday was just more mucking around with the Morleys. James pretty much gave up on fishing, so we rode around, exploring all the little firetrails with Kez and Ollie. I taught them all the stupid little games we play in Maths, and we played them for an hour or so. Then we had to leave! :-( And we won't see them again probably until show weekend! And that's absolutely ages away!!!

Photo Gallery: James being a bogan.

Ollie Being a freak

The twins being Emo

Rachel anoying Bluey (the Morley's kitten). She does that a lot. :-)

Shack Weekend!

yay! Finally! A long week end!

We went up to Lake Leake on Friday night. We didn't get there till a quarter past 10 and Rachel was in a really bad mood cause she had to spend the whole weekend without Jordy. So she grouched and snarled and snapped at everyone and then insisted that we were all in a bad mood - not her. So frustrating!

The morleys didn't get there till midday on Saturday. Saturday was amazing! It was all sunny and warm and the water was so calm! We went swimming and kyaching and James worked out that if he rode down the hill into the water he could keep going till it was almost up to his head before he fell of. And Sam was being a woose and not getting her hair wet, and cause she's so nice I didn't dunk her. I dunked Kez and James, though . And then Ollie worked out I was gonna come for him next so he dunked himself before I could get there. :-(

I caught a little rainbow trout on Saturday morning. It was about 20 cm long and it was my only fish all weekend - except for the eels. James is too good at fishing. Its just not fair! He goes out in his boat and catches lots and lots and lots. Mostly perch, but still! He gets enough trout biting, too! He just doesn't know how to catch them cause they fight so much more than the perch.

When we first met the Morleys, they called red-fin perch and we called perch red-fin. I noticed this weekend that that's switched. We now call redfin perch, and they call perch red-fin! Wierd, hey?!

Anyway, Dad caught the best fish of the weekend. A 1.5kg trout! A brown too! I was out in the boat with him and James and Ollie had just gone in and they were all in our shack, but James was watching us cause he saw that dad was catching a fish and they all ran out onto the deck! And then dad was pulling in his fish and I was trying to net it and I was leening out over the water and Mum yelled, 'I think she's gonna fall in!' And then Kez yelled, 'No! Don't fall in!' And then James is like, 'Yes! Do fall in! That'd be halerious!' But Ididn't fall in, so it was all good.

The weather was still alright on Sunday. We did a bit of playing cards. But mostly we were still outside. Bike riding and fishing and all that. We didn't go swimming again though. It wasn't that nice!

We went eel fishing Sunday night. it was tons of fun! That lake is teeming with eels! It got to the stage where you thew your line out and you got an eel straight away - just like with flat head. Except les easy and more fun. Cause there actually seems to be a bit of skill involved in getting them in. Anyway, we sat out on the rocks infront of the Morleys shack talking and fishing and by the time Dad and I quit (the others had all been made go to bed by then) we had seven eels. four were Dad's, two were mine, and one was James's. His was the biggest, but oh well, I still caught more than him! :-)

Monday was horrid. The weather, that is. We still managed to have fun! We played cards with all seven of us and then James and i went and spent almost an hour outside in the pooring rain! We rode the fire trail - there wasn't as much mud as we were hoping for though. Then we went fishing of the shore for a bit. Then we helped Dad pull the boat up. All the while I was only wearing denim shorts and a t-shirt. By the time we went and got dry and warm, I think I could have jumped into the lake without getting any wetter. It was really raining!

Um, I think thats about it. We won't be up there again till easter, and Sam won't be there then. :-( She's going to South Africa. Not fair! but oh well. I hope the fish are still biting then cause Dad says he'll teach me to fly fish! Which looks like so much more fun than spinning - and even better - James doesn't know how! So i'll be better at fishing than him! He'll probably still catch more tough. Stupid lucky fisherman.

Phase 5 of Holiday 2010

I'm running out of things to call my posts! And I din't want to just be boring and call it Lake Leake. Which is what its about.

We spend the Australia Day long weekend at the shack with the Morleys. It was fishing competition weekend and it was alright. It was only alright cause James was too busy with the fish to take any notice of me. Stupid unpredictable boy. I spent a lot of time fishing too - mostly cause there was nothing else to do and cause at the start of the day I thought I might possibly have a chance of beating James - but I didn't. :-( I caught a grand total of 2 measly little perch. And then I gave one of them to Keziah cause she had a grand total of zilch.

James caught 6 perch. The biggest one weighed in at just over 1.5 kg. There were two other big ones and three small ones. Understandably, he won the prize for the heaviest bag of fish. He got a $180 real and now he's complaining cause his rod is letting his real down. :-) Even so he managed to cast it out so far that it used all his line!

The fishing comp was on Sunday so on Monday morning I was hopeful that maby James had given up on fishing cause the comp was over. But no. When I got out of bed his boat was gone. again.

I was friends with Sam a lot that weekend. Which means I did a lot of sitting inside playing cards and stuff and no where near enough time outside in the fresh air. I'm trying to remember when it was that James decided to stop ignoring me. I think it was when I went over there and they were all (Sam, James and Ollie) sitting in their room watching the Simpsons on the laptop. Sam was sitting on the bottom bunk by herself - but its hard to see the screen from the bottom and its more comfy on top. So I was trying to decide what to do and then James moved over and made room for me on top! Yay!

Then Dad came to get me to go out fishing in our boat and James and Ollie came too! We spent ages and ages catching nothing, but I didn't really mind much, cause James was talking to me again! Ollie got really anoying by the end of it though. I don't think he knows the meaning of the words shut up.

We were trolling past the island and James caught a fish. A trout. A little rainbow trout. Dad made hime through it back cause it really was too small - even if it was the only fish we'd caught the whole trip!

On Tuesday - Australia Day - I went for an 8km bike ride with Ray. It took us just under half an hour. Which is pretty good, I mean, it was 8k!

Then we (me, Ray, James and Ollie) went for a walk arounsd the lake. We really really wanted to make it right the way round - but Dad decided to come find us in the boat before we even got close. We got to Kalangadoo Bay; which is probably about a quater of the way round.

There's a map. We started where all the little red dots are - the shacks. Then we walked round chock n log bay, round Clark's Point, along the Red Baech and then into Kalangadoo Bay - where the other road and boat ramp and everything are.

It was tons of fun and we ate so much junk and we wanted to keep going for so much longer - but Dad made us come back. :-( Next time we're gonna get right the way around.

So by the time we were leaving My weekend had improved tons and I would have happily stayed an extra few days!

P.S. Sorry for the lack of photos. I didn't have my camera out and it seems that no one else did either!

Injuries

I was at Lake Leake again this weekend. (It was show weekend, so we had 4 days off). Considering that last time I went to Lake leake I managed to fall out of the boat...anyone want to gues how I utterly embarrased myself this time?

No? No one? plz guess! (post your guess as a comment before reading on)

The answer is threefold (nice big word, don't you think?)

1. I burnt my arms and legs in the sun
2. I burnt my feet in the fire
3. I face planted off my bike

Ok, so getting sun burnt is kinda understandable. Me and james were kiacking around the lake in the nice, warm sun on Friday. It was really nice and calm and peacful and we both paddle about the same speed, so it was really really nice.There's not really any other way to describe it. Nice.

But the thing about kyaching is that i was waering boardies and my rashy. My rashy comes half way down the top of my arms. So now I have a burn/tan line half way down the tops of my arms! So not cool!

Any way, sunburn hurts, but fire-burn hurts more.

OK, scroll down a bit. See that? Its our bonfire! We built it last time and we lit it on Thursday night. And no, i wasn't quiet dum enough to get me feet burnt in that.

Before I tell you how I did get my feet burnt, here are a few pics from the bonfire. It was tons of fun and even better cause we all got to stay late. Ray weant a bit photo carzy, but here are 4 pics I think capture the night.

The us:

The Bonfire:

The sparklers:

Ok, so back to the hot topic - my feet.

Have you ever had a bonfire? Do you know how the bonfire ash is all white and looks really harmless? Do you know how hot that ash really is?

I do.

James and I are pyro-maniacs. On friday mornign we started the fire up again with bits of bark and sticks and drift-wood. we kept that fire going all day on friday and for a bit on Saturday morning. This required freequently hunting out more sticks, bark and driftwood for our hungry fire. I think we basicly cleared our bit of shore-line from everything burnable.

We were trying to put a particularly big bit of wood on the fire when I stepped into the harmless-looking white ash. In thongs.

It really hurt and I wasn't very smart. I sorta stamped up and down a bit before I ran to the lake. I stood in the lake until my feet went numb and then got out - just to return as soon as the feeling came back into my feet.

I wore proper shoes around that fire after that.

Now, for number 3. Oh yeah, the face-plant. The easiest way for me to explane it would be for you to watch this video. Sorry for the bad quality - it was filmed on James' fone.

If you don't laugh, then there must be something wrong with you.

LolLolLolLolLolLolLolLolLolLolLolLolLolLolLolLolLolLOL!!!

I havn't shown it to anyone yet who hasn't laughed. And James hasn't stopped laughing since I did it. Another thing he can add to his list if things he can never let me forget.

Lake Leake

OK, so most recently I have been at Lake Leake with my family. And I think that most of you would have good enough memories to know that a weekend at Lake Leake also means a weekend with the Morleys (Sam, James, and Ollie).

We went up on Thursday night; after I got home form band camp, got my hair cut, had a shower and struggled to find enough clothes to pack.

The morleys didn't come till Saturday morning and not much happened till they arrived. We went fishing (unsuccesfully), played games (I consistently beat Mum at Scrabble now!), read, rode our bikes, etc.

The lake was amazing! It was so full! The ground was like one big sponge, you trod on it and all this water seeped up through it! Our car got bogged and we had to get the neighbours 4-wheel-drive to pull it out. There was supposedly ment to be fish in the now-overflowing lake, but we didn't see any evidence to conferm this untill later.

Just to show you the difference between the lake now and the lake before, here is a picture from last time we were there, back in May.


See the dirt? See the parched land? Now look at this...




Water! Look how high it is! It was flooding over the damn and raging down the river. It has pulled half our boat ramp away and we don't know where it is now. And yes, Rachel is holding a fish. And yes, she did catch it. And yes, I thought that was impossible aswell.

She caught that one on Saturday afternoon, when she went out fishing with James and Dad.

And she caught this one off the shore on Sunday morning.



I went fishing in the boat on Firday morning, on Saturday morning and again on Sunday morning, and I didn't catch a sigle fish! Not one! But I did manage to catch a tree, lose two of dad's lures, and fall overboard. Rachel didn't do any of that!

Ok, so right now you are probably thinking something along the lines of, 'I knew she was an unco, but I didn't know it was possible to be that unco'. This is how it happened. We were fishing right over the back of the lake, as far as you can get from the shacks. There are lots of tree stumps in the lake where we were and I did too big a cast. Which means my lure, with three hooks on the end, got caught up the top of one of the trees.

James reckons that was the most unco bit, but I'm not sure. I think that falling out of the boat might possibly beat it.

The lure that was at the top of the tree happened to be one of Dad's favourites. So, enevitably, he wanted it back, from the top of a tree round the back of the lake.

BTW; it was really windy, which makes getting a lure out of the top of a tree at the back of the lake that much harder.

This is how it worked

• James and I had to hold onto the tree - really hard - so that the boat didn't drift away
• James was sitting on the floor of the boat and I was leaning out over the side
• Dad was trying to get the lure back using ropes
• Dad was standing up, and I was standing up
• It was windy.

Dad slipped. The baot rocked sideways. James fell backwards. I fell forwards. No one quiet knew what hapened. I was wet and cold. James was just sitting back up. Dad had started laughing.

And the award for the unco of the year goes to...Hannah Dilger! For getting her lure caught in the top of a tree and then falling out of the boat.

James says it was the best fishing trip he's ever been on. He caught a fish and he got to see me get soaked. He's never gonna let me forget it, but luckily no-one filmed it.

I was the only one on that fishing trip who didn't catch a fish. Both James and Dad did. All I managed to catch was a cold.

Holidays

Well, this is the first day I've spent at home for the whole of the holidays so far. I've been on Band Camp, I've been at Lake Leake, I've fallen out of a boat, I've gotten covered in mud, I've stayed up till half past two in the morning; all in the space of 7 days.

More soon. And photos.

Easter...

Three more days till easter (The bit where you get chocolate, anyway...). Four more periods of school til easter. 72 more hours till easter. 4320 minutes till easter. 259200 seconds till easter. And I don't know how to work out whatever is the next one down, and all these calculations would only be exactly correct if it was 12 midnight, which, of corse, it isn't. So I'll leave it there. But I WILL tell you what I'm doing over easter. On Friday we're going up to our shack at lake leake. The morleys are gonna b there, so It'll be a ton of fun. We're coming back from there on Monday, then on Tuesday Dad and I are leaving again!!! We're going with my friend Jacqui and her family and a ton of other people to walk the overland track!!! I'm so excited!!! It'll be so fun!!! Six days of walking!!! Through fantastic country side!!! I hope it snows!!! I love exclamation marks!!!

Lake Leake part Three

As the title would suggest, this is a third section of my weekend, and it would do you good to read the first two segment frist. But anyway...on with the story. ON Monday morning, Poppy came up to see us and to get his new fone of Mum. His fone is a brick, about twice as thick as mine, and identical to the one that one of the boys in my class has. He got just after 10am, and Ray wasn't out of bed and I was stil in my pjs. Ray and I both got dressed and then went out to see him. We were all sitting in the lounge room, then I saw James riding along the road, past our window. Kez and I decided to go for a ride too, to see if we ran into him. (you see, we sort of don't mix with them till such time as we meet outside, then we head inside) We reached the road at the same time as Ollie, so we rode along fairly slowly with him. I got bored, so i started to again try and beat James at clapping. It took me a while to get back into it, but then i got 16!!! Exactly the same as James' top score the day before!!! I raced of on Kez and Ollie, caught up with James and told him that we were tying. He automaticly began trying to beat me, so he could have the victory. But before he even got back into it I scored 17, then 24. 24!!! That put me in the lead by 6 whole claps!!! But then James had to go and spoil it all by getting a totaly amazing score like 42. He actually got 42!!! I wouldn't have believed him, except for the fact that I counted them myself. I tryed for a bit longer, but I knew that I would have to admit defeat. 42 was just so outragously impossible. He only got there the once, didn't get close ever again. James victorious. I was sad. I thought at one stage I had won. Here's a picture of James on his bike, just cause I feel like puttin more pictures on my blog.



Then Sam came out and we all went inside to play cheat. I came second to Keziah. When I had been teaching Sam and James to play the night before, We had had the game working fine, then at one stage I had played a ten. It was Sam's go and she tryes to play her two tens. I'm, like, 'no Sam, your playing Jacks!' Then she goes, 'But I have tens!' And I say, 'yeah, but your playing Jacks.' 'But what do I do with the tens?!' James joins in with me 'YOU KEEP THEM FOR NEXT ROUND!' 'But I don't get it!' 'Just play the jacks' She did, and half way through the next round she says, 'I get it now!!!' And James says, 'Congrats.' So yeah. We played cheat, then James and I made a fire to cook dampa on sticks over. I started up and we all got our sticks, attached the dampa, then started cooking. James was saying how he was going to actually cook his properly for once, but it didn't hapen. He got it just a bit burned, then decided that there was no point in keeping on trying. So he decided it was his mission to get it as burned as posible. He dropped it in the fire, and the stick burnt away, we had to go and get the tongs so he could get it out. It looked like a big black dog poop. He the went and dropped it in the lake, so he could cut it open. And on the inside, it was raw. He didn't eat it, even though all the other six of us dared him to several times. Then we decided that it was warm enough to get in the water. Sam didn't want to come, so yet again I was left with James.



Thats me on the left in the red kyack, James is next to me in the other red, Beck is in the yellow, closest to us and thats Ray up the back. We raced around, James wanted to know what would happen if he filled his kyack up with water and he discovered you got very cold sitting in it, so I had to help him tip it out. He was too weak to get it out on his own. Then Dad got one of the water squirters out and we had a water/mud and mud fight. After about an hour, we all got out and got changed and warm. In the afternoon we had another competition. This time we had to make 'cars' that would roll quickly down toilet-run-hill. We started working in pairs; me with Ollie, Sam and Kez (Beck joined them), James with Ray. Ollie and I started by trying to get a working wheel and axle. We tryed to use some old glow-stick packets as wheels, and started looking for axles. Meanwhile Sam and the twins were diging through the morleys shed and found some old trucks and stuff. The first thing we knew, they were cutting the wheels of a plastic truck, while we were struggling to make axles. James and Ray, on the other hand, were doing nothing but arguing. Rachel somehow had the idea that it had to be a wooden car, whereas James, like the rest of us, wanted to use any old junk.Ollie and I were looking for decent nails, to use as axles, when James came up and started talking to us. Aparently, he got sick of Ray and ditcched her because they couldn't agree. He started off by just watching us, then he gradually became a member of our team. Well, the nail idea didnt work, it just ended up splitting the plastic we were nailing it through. Then Ollie decided we would try using a couple of old bike wheels. To my surprise, it actually worked. Then James and I set to work on using one of our glow-stick packets as an axle. We attached it by using ducktape, this was our end result.



Btw when it came to competition time, Ray decided that seeimg as she was a member of James' pair, that automaticly made her a member of our team. Anyway, here is our competition.



Any bets on who will win? Here are some shots of the 'cars' in action.





And...drum roll please...WE WON!!!!!!!!!!!!

We only just finished in time, we had to go home straight after, but now you know how I spent my long week-end. I didn't laze around, it was the most active weekend I've had in ages.

Lake Leake part 2

It would do u good to read part one first. scroll down a bit and you should find it.

Part Two...
on Saturday afternoon, James and i competed. Big Time. We didn't set out to compete with each other, it just happened. We were riding round the fire trail, Rachel was with us, but you wouldn't have noticed, she was 5m in front and she wasn't saying anything. Anyway...on our way back, just along the road, we were both showing off to each other. We were riding one handed, then no-handed, then we started clapping. What we did was take our hands of the handle bars and clap as many times as possible or until we fell off. That afternoon, James got to a grand total of 16, while I managed to get 12, which, if you've ever tryed to do this, is rather hard. So James had won. But I wasn't going to leave it at that. We had races. Bike races, running races, skiding comps, etc, etc. James won them all, except for the riding, which we declared a tie, cause I thought the finish line was 5m behind where he thought it was. I was infront when we crossed my finish line, but james was infront at his. We then when inside and played inside games. I won all them, even with Sam playing two. So the outcome of the afternoon was that James was just a bit better outside, but I was a lot better inside. Its more fun outside, though, cause thats what being at the shack is all about. Saturday night we had a BBQ, Morleys and Dilgers, but it was really cold, so we had to move inside. we all ate, then the grown-ups started talking, and asking for some coffee. Rachel actually VOLONTEERED to get our parents drinks, which all you grown-ups will think was really nice, but any kids reading this will see it as the crime it really is.Sam and James and me, along with the twins and Ollie, all went over to the Morleys shack and played pictionary and cards away from the parents. We were expecting Ray to come over as soon as she was done with the drinks, but she didnt! We were rachel-less all night. At ten past eight, Beck caught sight of a clock and declared that it was time for her to get ready for bed. Even though we were in the middle of our game. Kez was slightly better. She at least waited until after the game to go back to our shack. The rest of us kept playing till just after the Morleys parents came back.

Lake Leake

On fri nite we went up to our shack at Lake Leake. I think most of you guys who read/comment this blog would no bout it already, but I'll describe it 2 u anyway. Our shack isn't very flash. Its just two rooms, a sleeping room and a living room. Theres no hot water, no shower, no phone reception and the loo is outside in a seperate shed. But I love it up there anyway. The lake used to be nice and clean, but now the water levels so low that all the remaining water is really muddy and gross. its a trout fishery, but the water is low and warm and the trout are in-active and even more un-catchable than normal. Lake Leake is suffering from the drought, but it is also the water supply for Campbel Town, and now for Ross too. I don't get how that works. There must be some pretty high-teck filter systems involved to make that water drinkable! So at the moment I have told you all the reasons NOT to love Lake Leake and your are probably wondering why I bother to go there at all. In actual fact, its probably sounding just as undesirable as Ansons Bay. But now I'll tell you all the good things about Lake Leake, a list way longer than you could ever make one bout Ansons Bay. To start with, theres the bikes. We take our bikes up there, to ride around on the gravel road, along th fire trail (thats the ruf, hilly, track that runs through the busk behind the shacks) and toilet run hill (thats the hill all the Dads go up to empty the loos when they get too full, but its really steep and good for huge skids). Then theres the kiacks. We take our inflatable kiacks with us and paddle around the lake, over to the island, and sometimes have waterfights and tipping-each-other-out games. Then theres the number one reason that Lake Leake is better than Ansons Bay. The Morleys. They have a shack two shacks down from us. They have three kids, Sam (or Samamtha) who is six months older than me, even though shes a grade in front of me at school. She goes to Snt Marys, where they actually do work. James is a month younger than Rachel. He has long curly hair and he's more fun to do active stuff with than Sam. Even though he's Rachels age He's friends with me, and therefore he hangs with me and Sam. Ollie is the youngest. He's a whole year younger than the twins and he's nice, even though he sometimes anoys us. So anyway...we got up there fri night, but the Morleys didn't get there till 5 on Sat, so we just lazed around and did a bit of riding on Sat. But then our weekend got better. On Sun morning we had a raft-making competition. What you had to do was make a raft out of anything you could find, then manage to float at least two of your team members on top of the lake on it. I was working with James and Beck, Ray came and joined us half way through, when she got sick of lizard catching. We took a (argggh! i can't think of the word! historical? Normal? Traditional. thats it.) We took a traditional aproach to our raft. We got a collection of old boards and nailed them together onto some pine bases from an old crate. We then put it in the water and (drum roll please...) it floated! But hen james jumped on top and it glided slowly to the bottom of the shallow mudd planes of Lake Leake. Then James got up and it slowly returned to the surface. We decided we need to work on our rafts float-a-bility. Meanwhile the opposition (Sam, Kez and Ollie) had a floating raft that looked like...

... yep. thats right. They just stuck a whole bunch od boogie boards together.But it floated. and they could even padle it around. So we decided to find any old inatubes we could, to make our raft float with people on it. Unfortunately we only had two, and they both belonged to bikes. so we strapped them, along with two blocks of polystirene, onto the base of our raft. We then changed into bathers and took it back into the water. It floated even better by itself, but, yet again, James got on and it sunk. (btw we used James, cause he's lighter than me and Beck didn't want to be a gunie-pig) We then decided to cut down on weight by removing the boards that were falling off cause we didn't use long enough nails. They came off really easily, then we went back into the water, James got on and, you'll never guess, it FLOATED!!!!! But then I got on, and... it sunk. :( We than played around with it removing boards, letting beck have a go, And eventually the pollystirene snapped in half. Before we removed enough weight to get two people floating. I would like to add a picture here, but there aren't any on my camera and I can't be stuffed looking through the numerous other cameras we had with us.

I have to do my Maths home work now, I'll see if I can tell you bout the rest of my weekend later.