Spontaneous Camping Trip.
November 1, 2014 § Leave a comment
A little while ago we were invited to the property newly belonging to some very good friends….virgin bushland, not far from Sydney. Unfortunately the weekend this gathering was occurring happened to be one of the busiest weekends for our family….culminating in a council cleanup that we had to prepare for.
Sunday afternoon came. Sol was at work, I was hard at work in the garage, getting things out for the cleanup. As I was working, I was inwardly lamenting not being with my friends in the bush, knowing they were revelling in the beautiful blue sky day and the restorative energy of nature.
Suddenly, I felt compelled to join them. I was almost finished my work….why couldn’t I just quickly pack the car and go?! This thought came at 5pm….a quick phone call to Sol and it was decided.
Well, as anyone may know, it is not that quick to pack a car with tent, air beds, food, nappies and clothes for three children (I had quickly farmed out the boys to stay at Grandma’s as per their wishes). It was 7.30 by the time I was ready. Sol arrived home from work, grabbed his thongs and we were off!
My plans to arrive before dark were completely unrealistic. At close to 9.30pm we drove down the incredibly steep driveway, across two creeks with half-submerged pipes as the ‘road’, up some very rocky, bumpy track and finally onto the clearing – having followed the light of the campfire for the last little bit.
Our friends were surprised but delighted to see us, helped erect the tent (a new one – the first time being used), and settle in for a glass of wine around the fire.
There is something magical about being way, way out in nature. No artifical lights, no hum of electricity. Just the fire, and the amazing stars above. The body and mind deeply, gently relax. I headed for a fairly early night with the children, while Sol stayed up a little later. In the morning, we walked part of the property, crossing a trickling creek and swatting march flies.
We finally left after lunch, stopping to admire a waratah and little cave on the way out. We headed to the nearby river, a favourite swimming spot of our family’s. In turn we were delighted to see other friends there, and enjoyed a social swim before heading home. The children promptly fell asleep, exhausted from the adventure.
The next day, it was the first day of school for the term. The house was a mess, the morning was disorganised and I had to drop the children at school and then head to the shops to buy them all sushi for lunch! But it was worth it, for those few, magical hours. Way, way out in the bush.