I remember going on my first camp when I was in the ATC.... I was about 14 and mum decided what I neededI ended up carrying a heavy kidney buster pack that was so full I had to strap the old and massive kapok sleeping bag on the outside and of course she insisted I needed a pillow... Which was carried under my arm. Also; our rations were canned Irish stew and beef casserole. Different labels was about the only diffeence in flavour
Also canned cheese and fruit etc.
"Only" had about a 3 hour walk into the Matemateonga Ranges. I was young and fit, but it bloody near killed me! I'm not sure what boots I used, but guessed they were borrowed and shit! Because I couldn't afford boots until I began working in 1979. Let's just say that on the next camp I made the "what I'm taking camping" decisions. Probably the biggest buzz on that camp was finding where the Territorials or NZ Army had done a training excercise and the bullet ridden "charging soldier" targets were still hanging up and the spent casings were everywhere... That would have been about 1977
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