Reports from the Old Website

In around 2001 we had an excellent and hand crafted website written by one of the assistant scout leaders as part of her final year degree project. Members were encouraged to create reports from activities they had taken part in. over the years we have eventually replaced it with an off the shelf system that was easier to maintain. Below are the reports we managed to save from the previous site.

Stoneligh to Warwick Kayak Trip 2004

posted 6 Oct 2016, 08:49 by Dave Tomlin

On Sunday 21st of March 9 Scouts, 1 Explorer and 2 Leaders travelled down the river Avon from Stoneleigh to Warwick. We met at the hut for 9:00 and were given a quick brief synopsis of what we were going to do for the day. The group ranged in experience and the BCU stages present were between stage 1 and stage 3. After the briefing, everybody went and got changed ready for the days event, we laid our boats on the grass outside with our blades (paddles), helmets and most important of all lunch.

When the trailer arrived we loaded the boats on nice and securely before being transported to Stoneleigh. We started the Expedition at 10:00, everybody was seal launched into the water and we then rafted up until the whole group was present, we then left in a bright cheery mood back towards Warwick...

After kayaking for a short time (or so it seamed) we arrived at our first obstacle, the first of three weirs, it was great fun to go down, once you were at the bottom you would raft up and wait for the others to come down. Once everybody was down we had a quick break....

We kayaked again for another hour or so before we grounded ourselves and ate lunch, AMAZINGLY NOT SOGGY! We stayed there for a short time and then set off again the weather had turned bad for a short spell but was now golden sunshine and after kayaking for a short period we had a race, it was a good laugh (despite the finish line continually moving!) 

We then had a short rest before a competition on straight lines that was good too and it kept us in good spirit. Suddenly the weather again changed and it was very hard! We had to battle against the wind and it got so strong that we had to stop!

After it had passed we carried on going in the bright sunshine until we reached the second weir, The Saxon Mill. One of the leaders checked it was safe for the scouts to go down and it passed the test. The Saxon Mill was a really good weir and probably the best one of the journey, we then had another break at the bottom of the weir. Feeling slightly fresher we continued down river having another competition, the scenery was remarkable on this stretch of river and with the weather good we all enjoyed it.

We came up to the final weir happy because we frequently travel up to this one on a Sunday, Rock Mill, again it was good fun and again we took a break before setting off knowing we weren't far away from the hut. We got to a bridge had a rest and prepared for 'the Final Push', and a few corners later we were at 'the Home Straight' we were tired and aching but were glad to be near home. We kayaked back to the hut tired but pleased with what we had accomplished, it was very tough but fun all the same. We put the kayaks back and we were sent to get changed.

After getting changed we were de-briefed in the wardroom where we played games until our parents arrived.

Many thanks to Shep and Brew for the excersise.

By Steve C (April 2004)

Sounds of Skiddaw 2004

posted 6 Oct 2016, 08:47 by Dave Tomlin

Most people I know think I'm mad! And the question they ask is "So just what is the attraction of driving nearly 200 miles to spend two cold nights in a tent in March and take a lung busting, leg aching trek up a mountain into cloud so there is no view when you get there?" And the question I ask myself is "Just why was such a trip such brilliant fun, so much so that we're already discussing the next one?"

It hadn't been a great week and by Friday evening I was tired, down in the dumps and not at all sure I had either the energy or desire to take the planned trip to Skiddaw. However it had been planned for some months and not wanting to let down my friends I loaded my kit into Titch's car, mustering up some enthusiasm. We picked up Shep and the three of us were on our way by 7:30 Friday evening.

In the dark on the M6 it wasn't long before long we resorted to singing (badly) to various CDs to pass the time. Fortunately we all share similar taste in music. 

I have another question... "What is it that is so exciting about the first night away in a tent, every time you do it?" Having pitched the tent in the dark and dived into our sleeping bags, we all agreed we felt more awake than we'd been all week! We talked for some time then laid quietly listening to the owls. Soon the guys were snoring gently and I decided I really did need something more comfortable to lay on for our next trip. I'm sure the owls were hooting until the cockerel started cock-a-doodle-dooing but maybe I did drop off to sleep at some point, I'm really not sure. The dawn chorus built to a crescendo then subsided again to the persistent cawing of a crow. I was glad to get up in the morning; it had been a long night!

And here's another question... "Why do sausages and bacon smell so nice when cooked in a tent?" I normally hate the smell of fried food in the morning.

Because there were only three of us we were pretty quick at getting ourselves ready for the day ahead and set off to find a suitable place to park in Dodd Wood for the start of the walk. The first bit through the wood was easy walking but the traffic on the A591 was noisy. We started our ascent from the Ravenstone Hotel where a steep track lead directly up onto the open fell. Titch was pretty fit from the Southern 50/50 but Shep and I quickly felt the impact of our winter spent in front of computer screens. With my heart pounding and the sound of my breathing filling my head I wondered why I'd ever thought this would be fun. We stopped frequently 'to admire the view'. 

Because of the steepness of the track we were soon high above Brassenthwaite Lake and had left the sound of traffic and other walkers behind. The scenery that now opened up to us as we continued the ascent to Ullock Pike and onto Longside was breath-taking and the walking became easier (not just less steep but I actually felt fitter as I walked). This is a lovely ridge walk with views both sides. Skiddaw itself to our left was shrouded in thick cloud.

We took it in turns to lead the way and shared water from our drink containers. Several false summits later we paused at Carl Side and became aware of complete silence. It was as though we were completely alone in the world. I can't remember the last time I heard such silence; I wanted to go on listening to the nothingness but the summit of Skiddaw beckoned. A little further on we joined the more popular tourist path to the summit and suddenly there were other people on our mountain! 

The final ascent of Skiddaw was unpleasant and has little to recommend it; at least when there is thick cloud and no view except the person in front. Loose, dark grey shale moved beneath our feet sapping our energy and for the first time it was my legs that hurt rather than my lungs or heart which were working well by now. I was grateful when Shep and Titch decided to stop and build a snowman; the pause was welcome. Ok so the snow wasn't very sticky and it wasn't a very big snowman but it's the thought that counts.

Our route had been uphill all the way and the last bit was the steepest but we soon reached the top of the snow-covered plateau that is Skiddaw. The cloud lifted briefly to reward our efforts with a view to the west and north. We walked onwards to the Skiddaw trig point. At 931 meters (3054 feet) Skiddaw is the 4th highest mountain in the Lakes. We sat behind the snow filled wind shelter to have some lunch... well you have to stop at the top don't you? The fog was thick but it didn't matter... we had a snowball fight instead and laughed like children!

We decided to return via a different path to take in the view over Derwent Water, a favourite place of Titch's. I'm so glad we did. We were rewarded with more magnificent views. The walk down was tough on the knees and we gratefully stopped at some rocks to watch the world go by. It was fantastic to just sit in companionable silence and watch absolutely nothing happening except the changing patterns of the shadows cast by the clouds on the valley and water far below. This was a magic moment. There is something very liberating about sitting on top of the world like this. I loved this place. I wanted to wrap it up and take it home with me, along with the silent soundtrack. Since returning home I have sat there, looking at this view over and over again in my mind. 

We were all quite tired and achy by now and the walk from here back to the forest tracks seemed to go on steeply downward forever. The last bit of the walk in Dodd Wood to where we'd left the car was easygoing and actually rather pleasant in some spring sunshine only spoiled by the sound of traffic and the return to civilisation. 

Following welcome hot showers back at the campsite we headed into Keswick for an evening meal. Warm, full up and well exercised we could happily have gone to bed but refused to give in as it was only 8:20pm. By 9:20pm however, we'd agreed to put our watches forward an hour and head off to bed. I didn't hear anything that night!

The following day we did not stir particularly early and as we needed to leave by 1pm the planned walk up Cat Bells was replaced by a lovely stroll along the edge of Derwent Lake, followed by a ferry ride back in the sunshine. A perfect end to a smashing weekend. I returned to Warwick totally refreshed and ready to face the world once again.

And so back to the question, why did we do it and why will we (hopefully) do it again? The answer... personal achievement (making the top), liberation (standing on top of the world and briefly escaping from civilisation) and friendship (need I say more!). Isn't this what scouting is really all about? What more could we ask for? Thanks guys.

Sally (March 2004)

Skiddaw March 2004

posted 6 Oct 2016, 08:46 by Dave Tomlin

Just like most of our harebrained schemes, this one was formulated in the pub. Personally, I don't remember how I got roped in to it, but I found out the next day that I had said I would go, so I guess there was no getting out of it now! Anyway, the plan had been decided, it was to scale the heights of Skiddaw in the Lake District.

So we did...

...and we survived; which was contrary to the beliefs we had not long after we started our ascent, at which point we and were already out of breath and struggling with the climb, Sally and myself were, at this point, thinking that if it continues like this for much further then we really won't make it to the top.

As we continued, the same question kept going through our heads, "Why does it always sound such a good idea when you're sitting in the pub?" and "I'm never going to do anything like this again!?

Since we could not come all the way to do Skiddaw and then give up after a few hundred yards we persisted with the very energetic climb. This, I think, was the best decision of our lives. Ok, so it was quite a difficult walk for us, completely unfit, group of people, but as we got a bit further up it started to get easier and easier, the sight of snow further up the hill also helped this. So, motivated to keep going, we continued up.

As we got further up Skiddaw we had to stop more and more often to take in the amazing views that surrounded us. One thing that we found quite amazing was how absolutely quiet it was when the wind stopped blowing. There must be very few places in Britain where you can get away from the constant noise that surrounds us, usually busy roads, but half way up the hill it was absolutely quiet, we could have stayed there all day listening to ? nothing!

But alas, we had to continue, the snow was beckoning, and we had to get down in plenty of time to visit the pub, sorry, I mean to get an early night! As we got further up Skiddaw the cloud came in to make it hard to see more than 50 yards in any direction, plus it was getting rather steep again.

Well, the time had come, we had finally found a reasonably decent amount of snow, and so what did we do? Well, of course, we made a snowman! Once we were satisfied with our creation we continued up to find the peak.

As we met more and more people who were also on their way up and down, we came to what looked like the top of Skiddaw, but as we knew, it wasn't the top, we still had a few hundred yards to go. 

Fortunately it wasn't much higher, but we stopped anyway, just for a few minutes to take advantage of the gap in the clouds and get a good look around at the view that was available. Of course, the fact that I was stood in a foot of snow at the time had nothing to do with our little stop. I'm sure some of the other walkers, wearing all the clothes they could find, were giving me funny looks, I'm not sure, but I think it might have been something to do with the fact that I was wearing shorts at the time!

Anyway, once the cloud drew back in again, we did the final stage of the walk to find the very top of Skiddaw, and of course we walked most of the rest of the way in the snow, I wouldn't expect anything less.

A short while later we got there, and after the obligatory look at the very top, we settled down to have a spot of lunch. At this point we were thinking that most people would head 20 minutes down the road to Burton Dassett or wherever to have a nice picnic, so to drive all the way to the Lake District and climb Skiddaw, just to have a bit of a picnic was a little excessive I feel! Soon after sitting down for lunch we saw a couple of penguins making their way through the snow!

Anyway, I can't remember who started it (probably me!), but we some how ended up having a snowball fight, which really disturbed the locals, I think some of them decided that it wasn't worth the risk to get all the way to the top and decided to walked the other way.

After a little while it was decided that we should really start to make a move back down to the bottom, even if it's for no other reason that to get out the cloud back to some of the amazing views that are available. So we started head back down the way we came up. Once we got to the split of the path we decided it would be more interesting to go the way we didn't come up.

So we got walking down until we got to a good pile of boulders that just happened to look like a really comfy place to sit down and admire the view. The only problem being, once we sat down we didn't want to get back up! Anyway, after a little while of thinking "We really should get going now, yes, any minute now, maybe, well, five more minutes wouldn't hurt!" we finally got up and continued down the track.

We kept going down the hill and headed back to the car and made our way to the campsite where the nice warm showers awaited us.

We headed out in to Keswick for something to eat and a couple of glasses of lemonade before heading back to the site to visit the local public house for some more lemonade and a few games of cards that we all seemed to be really bad at! A little later, the fun of the day finally caught up with us and forced us to go to bed.

It was a really good day, and also a really tiring day, but definitely worth it just to play in the snow! You must bear in mind that I am writing this after almost a week of recovering from the experience, so what's the next brilliant idea, Ben Nevis?

Shep, April '04

County Bear Trek 2003

posted 6 Oct 2016, 08:44 by Dave Tomlin

After our success in the Incident hike, with two teams going through, we turned up fully prepared and excited to the Shipston-on-Stour scout hut for the County Bear trek. This was a hike through the countryside around Shipston-on-Stour with six check points, four of which had activities which you earned points from.

We were driven to our first checkpoint, where we were to show how to resuscitate an unconscious person we had found by the side of road. This was ok as two of us already had the emergency aider badge and the others had practiced the method too.

We then set off back to the scout hut where we found the other team from 2nd Warwick. The task here was to move a barrel into a dustbin using three ropes but without touching the ground within about a 2m radius with anything. We succeeded with only a minute to spare!

On the next stretch we got a little lost but with some help from the other team, found the farm. It turned out that putting a sling on to the leader here was no mean feat, with lots of speculation and re-tying. In the end we managed it, just, but couldn?t remember how to make the triangular bandage into a wide bandage.

The next checkpoint was only a safety checkpoint, with no activity, so we carried on to Todenham. On the way, we spotted the other team some way behind us! After a brief stop for the whole team to climb into the phone box, we found the checkpoint where we had to disarm a rocket.

From here we walked to Mitford Bridge (getting the rugby score on the way and overtaking a Stratford team) where the task was to light a fire and boil a cup of water on it using a flint. Difficult as none of us had ever used a flint before!

However, we managed it and set off to our last but one checkpoint, on a road past Burmington. On arrival, the leader here radioed in to make sure we could carry on, and with only twenty minutes left we walked away to our last checkpoint over a lot of fields.

We finished the route at 3:10pm, now exhausted having walked just over ten miles. We shared jaffa cakes and waited for the last team to finish. We were driven back to the scout hut were we ate and drank and again, waited for a lost team to come in.

The room was filled with tension as the results were announced, particularly as the top three teams were separated by only three points. But we cheered and clapped when we heard we had won and went to collect the trophy and certificates.

We left tired, full and very, very happy!

By Hermione 2003

Tiger & Panther Centenary Narrow Boating June 2009

posted 6 Oct 2016, 08:43 by Dave Tomlin   [ updated 21 Nov 2016, 03:55 ]

Martin's report ...

Between the 12-14 June 2009 we organised a narrow boating weekend for Tiger and Panther patrols as part of our Chief Scout Gold award.

The boat we used was called Centenary and it sleeps 12 people. It is available for Scouts and Guides to hire and has been used several times before by 2nd Warwick.

We picked up the boat at Lichfield on Friday evening. Just as we got going we remembered to pick up Jack who had arrived late!

That evening we cruised to about 2 ½ miles along the Coventry Canal and moored up just south of Fradley Junction. We then took a walk along the towpath to the locks and went through safety and how a lock works.

Next morning we woke early and cooked a full English breakfast. We were going to need it with all the work we were going to do that day.

Martin took the helm for the 1st lock as we entered on to the Trent and Mersey canal.

As we went on other people had ago at the helm taking us thru locks , past moving and moored boats and thru bridges as part of the Inland Helm badge. When we were between locks we learnt about the canals, safety and rules whilst we sat with Neil or Ben at the front of the boat.

Our first stop was at a village called Alrewas. We moored and locked up the boat before we walked about a mile to the National Memorial Arboretum.

The arboretum was set up to commemorate all those in the Navy, Army and RAF killed since World War 2.

Went thru 10 locks on the 1st day. Staying in such a small space was a test of how we could all use our team work and how long it took for us to do the task’s set.

We all took turns at the helm to complete the requirements of the power coxswains badge which involved taking the boat through locks, past other craft and turning in a winding hole, in addition to knowing about how canals work.

Every one enjoyed themselves.

We thank all the leaders that helped out. They were Ben and Neil. Without you we could not have run this trip.


By Martin (PL of Panther) 

PLs Exped 2006 – Ullswater

posted 6 Oct 2016, 08:42 by Dave Tomlin   [ updated 21 Nov 2016, 04:02 ]

Well done to everyone who took part... there were a number of challenges along the way, lots and lots of weather, wild camping on a frozen swamp and a long walk which was very hard on the feet!

There was also some stunning scenery and lots of laughter all round.

Very many thanks to all the SPLs and PLs and Sue, Nick and Dave for making this a very special weekend.


(SL Vanguard 2006)

PL's Exped 2006

Pantomime - A Very Creative Challenge 2004

posted 6 Oct 2016, 08:42 by Dave Tomlin   [ updated 21 Nov 2016, 04:08 ]

Vanguard troop decided to do their creative challenge with style by producing a pantomime, 'Cindy and her Strikingly Gorgeous Sisters', to be performed to the local residents. For several weeks they were to be found huddled together rehearsing scenes, making scenery and props, deciding on costumes or making invitations.

Rehearsals proved difficult with there being no rehearsal at any time with a full cast present due to the other commitments of these busy girls. Never mind, they soldiered (or rather sea scouted) on...

Titch and James put up stage lights and a funky disco light too. Marquee walls and bashers were used to make the stage and the scenery was suspended from the ceiling with rope. Everything was ready...

The girls performed to a full house and did brilliantly. Everyone had a great time.

Well done to Vanguard and thanks to everyone who helped.

Sally (SL Vanguard) Dec 2004

Pantomime a very creative challenge

County Bear Trek 2004

posted 6 Oct 2016, 08:42 by Dave Tomlin

We arrived at Hatton campsite scout hut at some unearthly time on a Sunday morning (9:00am). After our recent success in the district incident hike we were confident but unsure as to what we were to encounter in the pleasant but cold Warwickshire countryside. At least we were on home ground.

We were driven to our first checkpoint where we were to start at half past nine. Our team started walking and we soon got to the first incident, which was first aid. Thankfully, most of us had our emergency aid badge and we sorted out the unconscious child with no problem. After ignoring the shouting man with the broken arm for way too long, we eventually tied his arm in a sling. The leaders gave us some advice and then we were off again.

I will add at this point that we were given a quiz that had questions to answer as we were walking between checkpoints. We missed out a question and had to run all the way back to the previous checkpoint to answer it. Great.

The next checkpoint was to memorize all the counties in England and then write them on a map with a pen that didn't work in the rain. It was raining by the way. We eventually did it and then walked to the next checkpoint, which was to build a fire to boil enough water for a cup of tea. Considering it had just been raining we did pretty well. Dry brambles and silver birch lit well with the help of a smarties packet.

The next incident was to pitch a hike tent on a groundsheet without any of the equipment touching the surrounding ground. We did it in two minutes and something. Striking it and packing it wasn't so easy, but we still managed it. And so on we walked until we came to the next incident. Yippee, knot tying. I still don't know how to tie a fisherman's bend or a one-handed bowline but some people in our group did. We completed the challenge with flying colours.

The last incident was the one we failed miserably at even though we'd done the same one on the incident hike. You had to make a sort of crane to retrieve a billycan of sweets on the other side of a couple of ropes. Last time we used a rock but we weren't allowed too this time. We spent about five minutes trying to hook the billycan but we couldn't and we had to stop. Oh well.

We were driven back to Hatton scout hut where we had a cup a soup or hot-dogs and warmed up. The points were added up and the top three teams read out. Yes, we'd come first for the third year in a row! It had been a great hike and we had even managed to squash into two red phone boxes during it. Even better, the trophy would stay in our cabinet for another year.

Heather (SPL Nov 2004)

SPL's Weekend 2005

posted 6 Oct 2016, 08:41 by Dave Tomlin   [ updated 21 Nov 2016, 04:16 ]

The idea to go on this weekend started back sometime pre Christmas, it took us ages to sort out what to do and how to organise it but after much preparation we were all set and ready to go.


We arrived at the hut at 6:30pm on Friday to start packing our tents, maps & compasses etc. Then we had colours before we shot off up the M1. As the snow gradually rose higher and higher, as we went further and further up North, we got more and more excited. When we reached the campsite in Edale, we got out and had a quick snowball fight in the car park. But the height of the snow was nothing compared to in the actual campsite. Well putting up the tents in the dark was a fun experience, but putting it up in half a foot of snow is a whole new thing. We had three tents; one for Me & Rob; one for Polly & Heather and one for Sally & Shep. Me & Rob finally realised it would be easier putting it up in the flood light that there was. Well after putting up the tent and a few snowballs later we got into bed (it was cold).


We woke up to even more snow !!!!! In some places it was 1 foot. After a round of breakfast, Polly's gracious way of eating Spaghetti Hoops (see pics) and another snowball fight, we began to pack our bags for the day ahead. Because of the ice & snow, we were not allowed to go up Kinder Scout (the big hill) because of the rules & regs on Sally & Shep's Form M. After a quick check, we set off, along a path, towards the less well known "Hollin's Cross" a viewpoint to the south. It rapidly changed from 1 foot snow to 4 foot snow and back again. After another fight, we began to ascend. When we reached the top, we headed East along the ridge towards Back Tor (also along the ridge we had numerous snowball fights!!!). There was a moment when Polly fell over and we all pelted her so she couldn't get up!!! We reached Back Tor and now headed South East up to Lose Hill. On our way down from Lose Hill we stopped for lunch, and the moment we stopped it chucked it down. Afterwards we decided to get out the group shelter and eat in there. When we got out it cleared. We kept heading towards Win Hill (no connection to Lose Hill (probably)). This is what really tested us. When we got to the top, it became boggy and marshy as well as three feet of snow. We walked along the so-called Roman Road, until we got to a suitable path down. The snow was at it's highest here (it was at least 5 foot!!). We walked down towards the road. We then followed it along to the campsite. After freshening up in DRY clothes, we set off for the NICE WARM Pub for a HOT meal, (notice keywords). Lasagne always tastes better in the snow!!! We played cards until about 10.30pm.


Woke up to annoying bird noises. When breakfast was cooked we decided to go on a walk near Ladybower Reservoir. We parked our car in the car park and went across a field, where there was a massive dam in front of us. We followed a path along the valley until we saw a suitable route up. When we got to the top we had a quick break, also watching Heather trying to dig a snow hole with her plate was quite funny. We followed the ridge; we briefly stopped to take some bearings. Then we went halfway across the plain only to find out that we were supposed to go up even more. So we reluctantly went up to the numerous peaks. After continually walking on the rocks for ages, we found a path down. The snow began to become annoying at this stage!! We reached the level of the reservoir. We followed a road back towards the car park. It was about 5pm now. We passed the dam once again. After a long and tiring weekend we set off home.

We all had a great weekend; the snow made it even nicer. I would do it again, and I recommend it to any other scouts. It was very enjoyable.

By Dan (SPL Vigilant 2005)

SPLs weekend 2005

Scout Camp 2004

posted 6 Oct 2016, 08:41 by Dave Tomlin

The Friday (16th) before camp was spent trying to fit the contents of the Scout hut into the lorries which seemed a little on the small side. However using much skill, calculation and mostly brute force we managed to get everything in (including the kitchen sink).

The following Saturday morning (17th) was spent pretty much the same as Friday, just with nearly 80 Scouts, their large amount of kit and a coach instead.

By the time they all arrived on the site, the leader team had already managed to bury one truck and get another stuck in the muddy field. However, with some organisation the Scouts were soon starting to set up their sites.

Over 55 tents were erected in the space of a few hours which would all become our home for the following two weeks...


Sunday (18th) consisted of mostly chaos as we finished setting up camp and then prepared all the boats for general boating, with this being the first opportunity for the Scouts to do what they came to camp to do and get on the water.

Traditionally, the first proper nights activity at camp is a local walk organised by the SPL's, and as tradition dictates a couple of the groups were late getting back, whether this was due to an error in navigation or just slow walking, we are still not sure.

Monday (19th) is the first proper day of activities, which consisted of Scouts doing one of a number of activities, including sailing, canoeing, kayaking, power boating or backwoods cooking. During camp all patrols also undertake a two-day expedition either hiking, sailing or canoeing and this time it was the turn of Seagull and Hawk (hiking), Wolf (canoeing) and Cobra (sailing).

Tuesday (20th) was similar as Monday with patrols moving on to do some of the other activities. The four patrols on expedition all successfully completed what they had set out to do. Some pictures of the hiking expeditions are in the gallery.

The evening's activity was The Loopy Ladle Lift, where the aim of the game was to collect objects that began with all the letters of "The Loopy Ladle Lift". They received points for the originality of the objects they found. Once they had done that, the scouts had to make a device that would lift a ladle as high as possible.


The grand troop hike was on Wednesday (21st) that saw most of the scouts attempting to navigate around the countryside between a number of checkpoints in their patrols. This tested leadership, teamwork and navigation skills. Well done to Lion, Otter, Cobra, Merlin and Eagle who all successfully managed to complete the whole course. The evening activity was an informal campfire.

Thursday (22nd) and Friday (23rd) were split days like Monday and Tuesday. Thursday's evening activity was a number of fun and exciting challenges like pole climbing, limbo and spiders web among others.

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