By: Blonde Two
It is now 07:01 hours and the bacon has been eaten, the crowds have gathered, the last minute panics have been had, the prayer has been said and the cannon has fired.
The teams are on their way, still visible for a few minutes; soon they will disperse onto their routes across Dartmoor. We leaders will know nothing of them for the next hour or so until we check the boards; and then it will be checking, hoping, checking, hoping … it will go on like that all weekend with maybe a gap or two for coffee and cake.
But first there is a truly messy mess tent and a stinking pile of washing up to sort out! Oh yes, and at some point I must change out of the clothes that I donned on Friday morning. It seems so long ago!
Good luck. They couldn’t be better prepared. The rest is down to them, coupled with a little bit of good fortune xx
Hope they all get back in one piece and you still have some finger nails left.
Just counted the finger nails. Six survived! I remember one moment when I was trying to talk to a parent and chewing a nail at the same time, I said “Excuse me I am just giving myself a camp manicure!’
Have a great time everyone, hope the weather is kind to you.
Best wishes for the teams and the trainers especially the blonde ones (trainers!) ( people, not footwear!) CU Fri B2! B2’sGM
You mean you have a cannon as well? Wow! Lovely to see the piccie of all those young people hard at it doing something together and worthwhile. Bet they are tired tonight – and full of their adventures.
I think it is a cannon – I have a rather nice photo of myself and B1 with it. Remind me to show you next weekend!