Some people are assholes.
The End.
Look I'm sure you all agree with me but I suppose I better tell you yet another story of how I got to this conclusion, right? Otherwise it's a terribly short post.
So we are down in Tasmania. It's summer. It's busy. It's a great time to go drinking, get blind drunk in front of the kids, shout at people, play loud shit music at camp til 2 am, and negotiate with the police, right? And then you can wake up, feel ashamed, and even less in charge of your issues than you were in 2024. You'll smile at your neighbours and appear really nice til everyone is all settled in at the free camp on the Channel Highway at Gordon, then you think, well, what's one Jack Daniels going to hurt?
Of course, this happened to us - we thought it was a chilled camp, until it was too late. A lovely man from one of the neighbouring houses brought us some veggies and eggs for free, we chatted to a couple from Queensland in a Defender, smiled at some back packers and said g'day to grandpa walking his kids round camp with their new Christmas trike. It all just seemed so pleasant.
I slept okay. I had earplugs and down below in the Defender is a little more muffled than where Jamie is up top where the canvas is a micro barrier between him and roosters, donkeys and bogans on Jack Daniels listening to Credence Clearwater Revival on repeat.
Jamie doesn't even know who Creedece is, and if you have no emotional connection to the music it's even worse. Later we would come to the conclusion that one of the worst things for camp culture is lithium batteries. In the old days, music would die by 11. No one had that much battery power. Now you can fuck off the neighbours all night because it's your RIGHT to do Whatever THE FUCK YOU WANT.
SO THIS is a 'if I ruled the world' moment. I wouldn't let anyone go camping around other people unless they filled in the form in triplicate and signed it in blood.
'Do you have unresolved issues?' Y/N
'Do you use alcohol to deal with such issues?' Y/N
'Are you a loud and angry drunk?' Y/N
'Do you have a tendency to not care about anyone but yourself?' Y/N
Answering YES to any of those questions, or lying about them, would result in a lifetime ban from camping and/or being hung, drawn and quartered. End of.
Anyone, the best thing to do in these moments is get up, splash your face with cold water, look at your partner and vent for a maximum of five minutes where you up the stat that 75 percent of the world are total nobs to 85 percent, and move to a really beautiful place for a strong coffee and a good breakfast.
Which we did, enjoying the eggs we were gifted (because 15 percent of people are nice). Scrambled, with butter, salt and pepper, with a sprinkling of basil and some fried tomatoes and thyme and that peach and habanero chilli sauce gifted for Christmas. Yum. Seriously good - and with THAT view? Amazing. Turn that frown upside down.
Here's where the slide out kitchen starts getting really amazing, because it doubles as a breakfast bar and you can enjoy a million dollar view wherever you find a nice place to park up. Sweet as.
I guess you have to feel sorry for the campers waking up having traumatized their kids again - poor loves were screaming 'Daddy DON'T!' - and feeling just as shitty as they did the day before. Because that's some issues simmering under the surface that makes you behave like that. No self respecting people behave like that, and whilst they might argue that we are the 'fun police' I'm not sure 'fun' is being a complete dick, giving your kids lifelong trauma, and making everyone around you recoil in horror.
I'm not sure what kind of camper you are, but if you're THAT kind, seek help.
By the way, the Gordon Recreation ground on the Channel Highway is quite nice. It's $5 a night and not far from the Kettering ferry to Bruny. But a place is only as nice as the people you are camped up with.
With Love,
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My latest research shows that 66.666% of people are nice! We've had some unusually heavy snow this week and our car was stuck on the road about a kilometre from home. Yesterday we went to try to dig it out. Of the three vehicles that passed TWO of them offered to tow us.
Yes, rest assured I was being facetious. Like a misbehaving kid in a classroom, there's always one ruining it for the rest of them. When it comes down to it, people are generally awesome, and I'd sure even these folks would stop and help you out, just not after a crate of Jack Daniels and coke.
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I think camping would be peaceful if all the people honestly answered No in your form.😊😊
You had a great time camping, seeing the views and food.😊
After we fled the assholes we had a lovely time!
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If that's fun, do you wanna have a guess at what the (presumably un-fun) rest of their lives looks like? 'Cause I sure as fuck don't. It's a bitter sort of comfort when people around me are dicks, but it does help to consider this is a small blip of less-than-ordinate gloom in the otherwise depressing ocean of their existence.
Have you ever considered in another universe, you might be a chef influencer? Or whatever the fuck people with cool food and cool photos are called?
PS: What a gorgeous fucking seashell. Thank you for putting that in my feed (and the view)!
Hahah okay so yes, I have compassion to an extent. I'm sure that the trauma they carry from their own parents and the trauma they've self created leads them to self medicate with booze and the cycle continues when they are not willing to seek help, are enabled by others to continue their self destructive behavior, or there isn't support to help them. Because that shit ain't healthy. Rest assured, if I ruled the world, I'd definitely support them until they were able to be good human beings in public 😬
That's an abalone shell. Many in Australia. Great on the barbie and they make great ashtrays or places to put coins, earrings, keys and so on. Cool huh?
I wish I could take food photos that made the food look as good as it tastes!
Waaaaahaaaaa! Sounds like bliss! 🤣
Ha yes after we ran a mile from the dickheads.
Waaahahaha!
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I realize the pics aren't exactly the main point of your post, but I love that pull-out table! So convenient and what a great way to store the thing! Kudos to whomever thought of that! 🙂
It was my husband. There was only space because of the bespoke tub and particular chassis so him and his mate set about building it. It's incredible!
I really get annoyed with people like that. I get there are things that happen but don’t ruin everyone else around you’s time and outdoor enjoyment. I haven’t been camping or RV’ing in any real sense but I can for sure see that being a huge issue. I get mad enough with people at hotel bars being up until 3am loud as hell and obliterated drunk. Never mind being outside and hearing that when you’re trying to sleep.
Not good!