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               THE SPRINGS CELEBRATION WEEKEND | 1- 3 MARCH 2024
               THE SPRINGS CELEBRATION WEEKEND | 1- 3 MARCH 2024
               THE SPRINGS 4X4 PARK | THE GLEN
               THE SPRINGS 4X4 PARK | THE GLEN
                                                                              TRIP LEADER : MATT BOYD
                                                                              TRIP LEADER : MATT BOYD


               We   set  off  from  Alex   Hills  all   bright   eyed  and  bushy  tailed  on   Friday   afternoon  after   work.
               This   was   going   to   be   another   wonderful   weekend   away   with   our   Tribe,   so   what   could
               possibly go wrong go wrong?


               We   love   going   out   to   The   Springs,   some   of   us   more   than   others,   taking   previous
               experiences  into  account.    On  my  induction  weekend,  our  vehicle  didn't  make  it  out  of  the
               Play  Pen  on  its  own.  The  long  wait  for  the  big  strong  tow  truck  to  take  our  pretty  Pink  Bits
       .
               DMax   (Maxine)   home,   along   with   our   huge   base   station   caravan,   sits   firmly   filed   away   in
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               my memory bank.
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               Friday   night   was   a   lovely,   drama  free  evening.  The   normal  chit-chat  around   the   campfire

       B       ensued, snacks and drinkies, with Griz unusually nodding off ever so slightly by the fire.
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       L       Saturday   morning   brought   with   it   many   options   on   how   one   could   fill   one's   day.   The
       C       Drags,   Mud   Run,   Drive  up  to  the   new   area   and  see   the   splendid   view,  then  attempt   some
               'stupid stuff' like Tred Hill or Beer 'O Clock Hill.
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       W       Life   was   good.  Dazee  and   I  worked   at   the  bottom  of   the  Drags,   sending  they   up   2   by   2,  a

       4       bit   like   Noah   sending   the   animals   into   the   ark.   I   loved   the   enthusiasm   of   the  large,   beefy

               rigs   eyeing   each   other   out   at   the   bottom,   only   to   be   beaten   by   a   diminutive   and
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               unassuming Jimny. Life was good indeed.
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               Once   this   was   over,   the   next   bit   of   entertainment   was   up   hill   from   the   Drags,   to   witness
       B       more   foolishness   with   mud   puddles   (water   holes)   and   more   testosterone   than   I   have
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               frankly seen is a long time.  We perched our bottoms firmly on Maxine's tailgate, hoping to
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               be  just  out  of  range  of  the  flying  mud  as  the  'Foolish  Ones'  exited  the  water  traps.  Life  was
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               still  good.  Very  good  indeed.  Our  household  doesn't  often  get  to  witness  such  manly  man
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               behaviour,   so   it   was   a   bit   of   a   treat   for   us   girls.   Men   in   the   mud,   what   could   possibly   go
               wrong go wrong?


               Enter   the   first   contestant.   Off   he   goes,   round   here,   over   there,   through   some   mud,   and
               whoooosh,   yes   he   makes  it   out  in  one   piece.   The  crowd   cheers  enthusiastically.   They  all
               had  a  glass  of  water  that  they  had  to  hold  while  going  through  the  challenge,  trying  not  to
               spill any of it. Next one, also got through with a bit of luck.


               Third   or   fourth   bloke,   well   let's   just   say   that   after   we   all   heard   the   thud   of   something
               clearly  dislodging  from  the  vehicle  tray  we  thought  that  he  might  think  about  retiring  from
               the   challenge.  Engaging   the   Manly   Man   Testosterone   level   of  the   contestant   and   retiring
               is   clearly   not   an   option   even   remotely   on   his   horizon.   Clunkety   Clunk,   and   off   he   goes
               again,  over  the  next  bump,  and  then  another  CLUNK,  and  a  SPLASH.  What  could  possibly
               go   wrong?   Nothing   clearly   as   he   proceeds   to   attempt   the   big   exit   (not   quite   as
               monumental as the Himalayas, but certainly up there when in the mud)
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