Making us walk for three or four hours from a cable car, to some shit old lake and back to the cable car again (only for the rain to stop just before we got back) when none of us wanted to.
We pretty much refused. But we did it.
There was much swearing…
When we got back to camp, the clouds were even clearing!
That evening was an international campfire; it started raining loads before that. It stopped during it, though, so that was okay.
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Awwhh, bless. ‘ickle Harry doesn’t know how to spell “cruelty”.
I blame WOrdpress being gay and making me re-type the title!