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Greetings fellow FAYC members!
Well Camp 2005 is finished and all that is left are stories... and great photos!
On Tuesday 5th July we met up at Belfast International Airport in the wee small
hours of the morning; the amount of bed hair that was on show among the "happy"
campers was something to behold. When we arrived at Bristol Airport we met up
with Jake and the minibuses, and set off to Teignmouth Rugby Club where we were
to spend the next ten glorious days.
For the first couple of days, we played puttocks©, chilled, walked and burned -
the normal Camp routine! Now and then, as the week progressed, we ventured from
our nest into Torquay for some shopping and the good ole Go-Karts (this seemed
quite a task for Charlotte Allen, as you'll soon see when you check out the
photos).
One very sunny morning, Jake though it was a good idea to go for a "stroll", yes
a "stroll"! This 6 mile, I mean 7, I said 8 mile walk ended up being a 10 mile
hike over difficult terrain, which Matthew Lafferty came to discover was more
than he expected. At one point we did get lost, but we can just blame it on
Wilson's fantastic map reading skills.
On one other sunny day we went to Quaywest water park, home of the Wedgie Slide.
This slide was very popular with Dave, who got the whole youth club into bother
due to his mischief - but we will not get into that here, he's quite sensitive.
Through the whole week we would go to the local pitch and putt course. Balls were
lost, putters were damaged and golf balls were lost too. This was also where Craig
cracked the front windscreen of a mini bus, which his Mum doesn't know about so if
ya wanna drop a hint by all means.
To leave out the disease that plagued so many wouldn't be right. There was only
about twenty that didn't catch the virus - myself included! Buckets were filled,
toilets were blocked and rivalry was created because of it. The "sickies" were
separated from the clean healthy ones. Hygiene had to be brought up a notch so
no one else caught the disease.
On the last night everybody was healthy and could enjoy themselves for the
festivities. And oh yes, Jake was healthy to so the night was far from a waste.
The old favourites were... well now, I can't actually divulge the details of what
happens during the last night because there might be some non-Campers reading
this! Rest assured the last night was a side splitting hoot!
Although many were sick, the unity of FAYC was still strong. We all came
together to help leaders and fellow campers. Because the only difference between
FAYC and all other youth clubs in Antrim and beyond is: there ain't no flies
on us!
Author: Ben "Pink" Connolly
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