Three nights away.

We went in a van on Friday afternoon and set up the camp for the dozen Cubs, who got to Gilwell by minibus in the evening.  They were up earily the next day.  The cubs seemed to keep disappearing up a twenty foot tree.  J-W had to lift a Cub into one of the trees, so the cub could get the football down.

We joined in the Camp fire run by the staff.  "This way, that way, across the Irish Sea" (J-W: Stop singing Zippy)

There were scouts from Itilia on site.

We went walking in the forest and visited a big 500 year old building on the plain by Chingford.  The walls had wood stuck in them!

We went on a miduim ropes course (see my pictures on Flickr).

The cubs all had to have a shower as they got really smoky cooking thier own lunches over open fires. 

J-W got a Gilwell pin badge for his hat.  His scarf got really dirty.

(68 nights away)