Camping out for New Year was fun. There was clearly a lot of booze being packed in those canoes. There was riotous singing from two teams for the entire evening well into the wee hours. One particular favorite seemed to be Ring of Fire which was on a loop for about an hour at one point I think during the sing off.
We played cards by candlelight. Sipped a bit of rum and lemon fruit powder. Our tent got fired on by champagne corks. Went on a ‘possum hunt’ led by Josh and Mitchell. I thought we were just looking for them to get a glimpse, not *actually* trying to hunt them! But I soon realized when the frying pan came out that they meant serious business. I was kind of stunned and mesmerized all at the same time, standing there watching three boys running wild chucking bricks of wood into trees and chasing cat-sized animals about swinging a massive heavy frying pan. It was so Tom and Jerry I couldn’t really believe what I was watching! You couldn’t make it up. Transfixed on this bizarre spectacle and being a few rums in, it took me a while to come-to and realize this was probably not a nice thing to do, and there was a slim chance they’d actually catch one…
The weird thing is that here possums are considered like rats, but worse. And people shoot and poison them all the time… But still, even if hunting is an accepted everyday thing here, it felt a bit weird watching the little fella being stalked :( … Am I a softy?
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