I Haven't updated this for so long, but i will continue to do so today. Things were a little different for a couple weeks after week one. With a very unfortunate reason.
29th/30th of June
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| Frontier the Next Morning: Errant Mattress |
So the girls went home today. I think they were thankful they could go home to air conditioning and ice cold drinks after such a hot day. The past few days have been really hot but today was ridiculous, jeez how British do i sound right now. Anyway, after we were dismissed everyone, went for showers and most were going of camp for food, or in my case Ice cream, Titch and Ying Yang had asked me to go for Harvey's ice cream, and i was really looking forward to it. So I headed back to Frontier to grab my purse, a jacket and torch, chatting to Mac and Luna as i did, when the wind picked up. Naturally, we all sighed a massive sigh of relief, a much needed cool breeze and carried on sorting out stuff. But the wind carried on. Me and Mac exchanged a couple of worried looks to one another, a few "wow its windy"s were vocalised as it got worse. The wind had picked up so much in the space of a minute that we were now effectively stood in a wind tunnel, Luna was fussing with the back tent flaps trying to untie them, key tip here kids, tie them with a BOW not a KNOT. Mac and I were desperately shoving everyones stuff under their bed. We ran to the unit house as trees bent and snapped in the wind, the rain fell the size of golf balls and the thunder shattered so loudly over head it felt like it was on our level. This had all happened in such a short space of time it was crazy, surreal.
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| The Dining Hall |
There were lights down the Sinewa road and it turned out it was Nemo and Lucky. They turned into Frontier to see if there was anyone around, but a tree had fallen and the car was stuck so there were now running towards the three of us stood on the porch. We shone our lights to help them see their way and ran into the Unit house, shutting the door. The trees continued falling and we could hear the thunder, see the lightning flash and hear the trees crash and crackle to the ground. It seemed to die down a bit and we made the decision rightly or wrongly to make our way down to the staff house. We ran, and didn't look back. Carrying the bag i'd packed to go to Harveys with we ran down toward the dining hall, the main severe weather shelter, tripping over branches and tree that had fallen, still hearing them fall as we ran. Its an odd experience, running and the only thing on your mind is
Get safe, consequence not crossing. Mac lead us and I flanked making sure we were all together still. It's one of those situations where you realise you do anything for strangers who are just as frightened as you are.
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| Time to Move our Stuff |
As we got nearer the dining hall we saw the staff house lights on, and a Van parked by the staff house. Splash was driving, and assuming she saw our torches, headed towards us. We ran across the green and jumped in the van, then piled into the packed staff house. We were one short however, Sparrow had gone off camp for a hike and it hadn't been confirmed if she'd returned or not. It turned out she was sat in her sleeping bag, in Sinewa unit house eating chocolate and reading a book with the mice. That night we moved to the dining hall and at about 10:30 ish it had calmed completely. Most slept, some of us didn't. Mac and myself were sat in the porch for a while, watching Splash and Red circle Sherando assessing the damage. We'd gone over earlier to see if we would grab bedding and clothes to keep us all warm but we were greeted by obstructing trees and creaking cabins. It was, at it turned out, a tornado that barely touched down at camp.
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| The All-American House |
The next morning there was a resounding echo around camp,
thank god the units weren't full of girls. We all gradually went to our units, to gather our stuff and tidy what we could. Sherando had 3 damaged cabins with a lot of debris. One cabin, the one we'd staying in our first night, no longer had a front. The others had trees through the roofs. Frontier had some damage, fallen branches, flung mattresses. One of our Girl power tents had collapsed. It was crazy. Later on we moved all our stuff down to the dining hall and Splash called us for a meeting. Turned out another storm was on it's way and we weren't to stay on camp that night. Mac put the day in a pretty well rounded perspective; "It's been the most ridiculous day".
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| Basement Camp |
We were all split up and evacuated and ended up going back to counselors houses. To begin with we went to Easters. There was about 10 of us down in her basement chowing down on pizza slices the size of your face and red cups full of orange juice. We chatted and gradually came to realise what had actually happened, called home to say we'd been evacuated, camp was damaged, but it had to be kept quiet as not to worry the girls who were coming for the rest of the summer, or for it to get out there before they'd had the official word. Later on that evening Daisy, Surf, Zazu and myself ended up being driven to Bridgewater to be picked up and stay with Frost and her Family. Frosts house is what you'd picture as an american house; white fence, tyre swing, dog running around the yard. We set up camp in the basement for the night as a storm brewed. It really had been a ridiculous day.