Vroom,
bang, chomp, arrrrg and la-de-da would be the best
way to describe our journey to Queenstown for the
South Island Regional Camp.

We
arrived to see majestic snow covered mountains
from a relatively tropical Dunedin as it had been snowing
all day in Queenstown. After unpacking and downing many
biscuits and multiple cups of Milo we retired to bed.
Mr. Evans and the others from Christchurch had still
not arrived; after 5 hours and many stops for V, they
arrived at 12:30 in the morning.

Mrs Kettings was two steps ahead of everyone and we
woke and dressed long before the instructors were up
at 6:30 – no running in our p.j.’s for us!
Then we heard we needed togs. Togs?! Hmm… After
a run and fun warm-up in the crisp Queenstown air, we
sure found out what the togs were for, BRRRRRRRrrrr.
A quick dip in Lake Wakatipu would be enough
to freeze the balls off a brass monkey,
let alone us mere mortals! Two seconds under the water
was enough to numb my hands and feet for a good half
hour and make putting on my shoes a tricky feat.
We stumbled to breakfast just in time to see the sun
rise over the mountains. Breakfast was awesome with
about five different cereals, fruit, yoghurt, toast
and spreads; a wide variety and an enormous amount that
was to become a trend at every meal, breakfast, morning
tea, lunch, afternoon tea, dinner and supper! Mrs Herbison,
Nicola and Nikki did an amazing job in the kitchen;
I have never been so well fed in my life!
Training started out with punches and upper body pad
work before moving on to legs and then patterns after
morning tea. Mr. Patterson had many words of wisdom
on offer, tips we all tried to soak up and memorise.
Each session was about an hour and a half, not hard
out, but using enough strength to make us ravenously
hungry and our muscles ache.
In
the afternoon, we utilised everyone’s amazing
natural talent and good looks to make the greatest B
grade martial arts movie ever! (Seriously!!).
A classical good versus evil Taekwon-Do love story -
with the beautiful and skilled Thu Thach starring as
Juliet and the brave and handsome Nick Eley as Romeo
it was bound to be a success. To make a short film even
shorter it all ended in a massive fight scene with a
big finale involving Mr. Evans causing Mr. Patterson
to take another swim in the lake. Everyone died except
for Danzebar/Tibolt who died twice and the Good Instructor
(Mr. Evans) who didn’t even die once. Saturday
training finished with board breaking skills. Natalie,
Kanhchana and I broke our first real boards and Mr.
Patterson broke an impressive seven board turning kick.
We sure ended up with plenty of firewood!
After a ginormous meal of lasagne and chocolate pudding
we had a nice nutrition talk from Nikki where everyone
discovered their food pyramids were upside down. This
turned out to be great for Mr Evans as he had already
drunk plenty of V. Then Mr Evans and Mr Patterson proceeded
to turn themselves upside down in an instalment of their
ongoing handstand competition. After a fun quiz where
some smarty-pants knew all the answers, I won’t
mention any names: THU; some of the less tired and some
of the more inebriated hit Queenstown with a bang. The
more tired fell first and retired after the third pub
while the hard (or silly) stayed out until 3.30am.

Natalie Filer, Carolyn Faithfull, Thu Thach and Lucy
Langston
This meant a later start on Sunday with patterns before
breakfast making a great start to the day. As we all
struggled out of bed with aching muscles, where did
those come from? Tash was heard to say, “Mum I
feel very fragile”, which sums up exactly how
everyone felt. The morning was spent doing fun stuff
with knives and other weapons like baseball bats, involving
self-defence. The take-home message was RUN if anyone
attacks you with a knife; and don’t ever attack
Mr. Patterson with a knife because he will stab you
over 50 times!!
To sum up the camp was really awesome, we had
a great instructor, learnt heaps and even starred in
a movie. The company was good and everyone felt they
had improved a huge amount. Mr Patterson, Mrs Herbison,
Nicola, Nikki and Mr Herbison deserve a massive thank-you
for their invaluable contributions to the camp, making
it an amazing weekend.
The End....
Or is there a sequel? Maybe the evil instructor didn't
die after all....

Carolyn Faithfull
6th Gup, Dunedin Club
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