Alright, well this weekend was hella busy for me, but to let you get a feel for what I mean by Stryker, let me shed some light.
Stryker- Select Few people who go through an intense program of working out and manipulation of weapons while under extreme conditions.
So this weekend I went camping over in Quebec about an hour away and we have two cars. One car went up Friday at 4 o clock right when I got off work so no food there which blew chunks cause I was exhausted from teaching. (For those who don't know me, I'm a lifeguard/instructor). My girlfriend drove me, and two others to my place where I grabbed my stuff, and hauled it into her little Oldsmobile Alero and we take off. Half way there, we get a Battery light and Kim, My girlfriend (see picture) didn't really care cause the car is always fucked up one way or another and I was sleeping. We get to the camp ground Main entrance and park, and the car dies. Just dies. I wake up and everyone is freaking out. I groan and get out and check under the hood. Nothing was turning on and so I concluded after hearing the battery light was on that the battery was dead. A few phone calls later gets one of the only other guys on the trip dad to come up the next day with a fresh battery cause the other car was on the way. Everyone was stressing, but I was in good spirits. The sun was shining and there weren't any clouds, so to pass the time, I set up a game of catch the football and after we got bored, I asked one of the people who worked if we could get a lift to our camp site to start setting things up. They were happy too, so we got a truck and were hauled up with the bare necessities. Those of which included the football, tents, and food for the night. The Football being the most important. We set up, the other vehicle comes in and dinner is done and everyone eats. We have a big fire and start playing guitar till passed midnight when a Conservation officer dropped by and told us we were 2 hours over curfew, so we all passed out. The next day (Saturday) we decided it was beach day and we went, and hung out there. Me and Dan ran 10 kilometres to Kim's car to check to see what size battery we needed and ran back in flip flops. Damn my feet hurt. We made a few random videos with my digital camera and did dive tricks in shallow 1.6m deep water. I did a twisted side dive that landed me a fucked up shoulder that bled alot from the rocks at the bottom. It was funny since all the wounds and injuries on this camping trip happened to the Lifeguards.
Me - Cut up Shoulder, burnt hand from fire
Will - Cut finger from slicing oranges
The other injuries were from non lifeguards, but me and Will were the only two who bled which was funny and we laughed. After the swimming and me letting the blood dry to attract bears and ravenous beavers, Dan and I hiked BACK to Kim's car to meet up with Dan's Dad who brought a new battery and turns out one terminal was sooo bloody corrodide with battery acid the bolt snapped off, meaning we couldn't replace the battery without a new screw. This was after a good 45 minutes of pulling, twisting and prying to get the damn thing to move and it didn't so we hiked BACK to the campsite with no car and Dan's Dad to return Sunday with what we needed.
The night came and we took out some glowtubes and started doing crazy tricks and spinning them like crazy on sticks and it tripped a majority of us out. Went to the beach around 10 PM and brought a guitar and I started freestyling to the musical talent of Will playing music from Greenday, 3 Doors Down, and Sum 41. Alot had to do with breaking laws and hot Teacher Assistants, I really can't remember. After we decided since it was a clear night and we saw everything from the milky way to about a dozen shooting stars, we'd give ourselves Native Land Names. Here is the List
Drew(me) - Legs Like Trees
Dan - Fairy of Many Dances
Will - Deer in Headlights
Kim - Falcon of Many Sights
Sara - Bearer of Song
Hillary - Sleeps On Rocks
Ket - Prancing Youth
Meg - Cautious with Fire
It was hilarious, but on Sunday we watched the sunrise yet got to the frost covered beach at 5 AM and the sun didn't rise till like....6:10 or something like that, so for a little over an hour I froze my ass off just to see something I see when going into work for a 6 AM shift. We ate breakfast, packed our gear and made a few trips with Dan's car with supplies and such to were Kim's car was and I rode the roof all the way but Dan thought it funny to swerve a little. Almost fell off 3 times cause I had no grip. After when we turned all our stuff in, we waited for Dan's dad to return so we played some ultimate frissbee and waited around. So Dan's Dad came back, we fixed the battery, got home and I realized I was burnt to a crisp and I smelt like no shower and my beard was Huge! Still have to shave it but it was a great camping trip. Next time, less girls. Kim and Hillary were all moody and anti-social. Their reason: "They Were thinking" and I was like..."Bullshit, but whatever. I'm going to have fun, start a fire and roast a squirrel over it to see what happens"
We burned alot of stuff, and did a pretty good job clean sweeping the entire area around our secluded camp site of wood that the next group is screwed! Muahahahaha, Oh well. Maybe update a little later. Have had barely any sleep today so I'm knocking out with some delicious 40 Creek Whiskey. Cheers all! Have fun!
Tip of the Day: Never Shave a Panda While it's Awake. They Tend to Get Aggressive.