Terrific Te Wera Camp!

This is a compilation of reactions to our camp. Our Learning Intention was to share some of the experiences using strong, precise nouns, verbs and adjectives.

Part 1: Along the Forgotten Highway

The never-ending windiness of the Forgotten Highway
The emptiness and peaceful silence of the road
No city life invading the countryside
Windy roads as twisty as snakes
An emerald green sea of rolling hills
Leafy green giants guiding us to our destination
Faded memories in the old, burnt sheds
Shades of clouds on the open hills
Schools so small I could hold one in my hand
Shocked eyes of Fitzroy kids seeing terrifying Halloween puppets hanging from a tree
Untouched land across the heart of Taranaki
Abandoned, rusty railway tracks leading us closer to Te Wera valley
Passing lots of train tracks, but never seeing a train cross -
maybe this place is truly forgotten



Part 2: 'Cabin Cosy'

Opening the door to our new home
Check walls and under beds for spiders and bugs
You sink into bed like squishing into a marshmellow
Moths fly like stunt planes around the shaded bulb
Darkness spreading across the room as we finally doze off
The blinding shine of a midnight torch
The stormy sea sound of rustling sleeping bags
The sleepy voice of a roommate rocking in our lazy boy
Rain hits the cabins with the sound of a rainstick
Some neighbours squawk like birds through the night while some snore like hippos
Birds squawk like alarm clocks between 6 & 8 in the morning
Constant cleaning and tidiness worries
Who knew a tiny cabin could get so messy!


Part 3: Challenges, Fun and Achievements


Climbing the steep hill was torture to the human soul
Don't grab the gorse when you're sliding down the hill!
Wow! A muddy giant emerges from the bottom of the wetlands
Mansion sized bivouacs were woven out of enormous ponga fronds
We smelt death from the eye popped cow, napping in the marshland that cost it it's life
The black and yellow dragonflies looked like Taranaki helicopters landing on my kayak
My nerves grew as people lifted me up to go through the spider web without touching the sides
I used all my strength to pull myself up the mossy wall in the black night
I concentrated so hard in trying to land the arrow in the bullseye, that my eyes went blurry
The sweet taste of damper dripping in golden syrup.
Camp Court made embarressment roll around in our tummies
The thorns glued themselves to our legs while we looked for orienteering clues
Adrenalin and excitement pumped through our veins as we slipped and slid along narrow ridges
The prickly gorse warned us to leave it alone
My friends gasped as we longed to reach the destination
The bouncy, strong volleyball hit high off our hands
Worried looks as we faced the climbing wall
The great teamwork achieves the challenges or wins the game