Writing

=**__Jamboree recount__**=
 * On the last day of Jamboree my Patrol, which is called Ooba, went down to challenge valley. The scariest, muddiest place, all week we had been dying to go there! When we arrived at Challenge Valley, Ooba was briefed by the instructors. He said that the slide at the start was shut off, because of problems with the structure. This was a bit dissapointing, as we really wanted to go whizzing down the long mud slide into the valley. So we climbed round it and slogged our way through ankle deep mud. After what seemed like hours, but was only 5 minutes, we arrived at the mud covered wall of pain. This was going to be a challenge for one member of Ooba, as he couldn't use his right arm very well. But we worked as a team and through brute force and coersion we managed to get him over the wall. after this we still had to face the river challenge. So we took a deep breath and jumped into water that was like a liquid blizzard. Moving through this arctic water we had to dodge rocks, branches and other obstacles that hid under the surface. Finally we reached the other side, where a wooden plank formed an access point to the bank. Shivering we dragged ourselves along until we got to the** **Tyre Haul. We managed to get the record for pulling out onto the bank, it was really hard because the tyres were massive- In actual fact they where off a tractor! So you can imagine how hard it was. but we managed it in 9 seconds, go Ooba!**
 * Our next obstacle was a giant muddy tower, where we had to make our way up- clinging to the slimy, treacherous cliff, and then jump down the other side. But once again we worked as a team and apart from smelling really bad and looking pretty yuck, we all made it over.**
 * Once we had jumped down the other side we realised that the sadist course designers hadn't finished with us yet....We had to kneel in drab green, sludgy mud and make a human pyramid. At this point the instructor tried to trick us by saying" you have to clap once" But unbeknown to him we had caught a glimpse of the other group. So we knew he wanted us all to land flat on our faces in the mud! But we followed his instruction and clapped once, one at a time that is...well he didn't say anything about altogether!! Grown ups just aren't that smart.**
 * Dodging more roots and rocks, we slogged on through the arctic slimy water, until we reached the riddle climb.This was a slimy, muddy, slippery bank that we had to climb, only this time we could ask for a riddle and then get to use the easy path if we wanted to. We all managed to crawl up the muddy bank, except Ryan, who answered a riddle and took the easy way. The finish was in sight, just a run up a hill- which isn't that easy in clothes that are coated in freezing, sticky mud- and then a hose down with yet more arctic water, clean this time and from a tanker.**
 * The walk back to camp was very long, and as we where all exhausted and starving it was a bit irritating. But we managed it and soon enough I could have a warm shower, some food and relax feeling a glow off satisfaction- I can't wait to do it all again!**
 * Leon Percival-Wheway**