Eleven friends for a weekend of sun, surf, fun and sheer abject terror.
The tag line for a new hollywood slasher flick? No, its my weekend holiday experience.
My engineer friends and I went to a lovely quiet coastal town called Shoal Bay. Its within the Port Stephans area. This long weekend started hilariously with the car trip up. Five guys stuck in traffic and the rain on what became a 4 hour journey. Boredom quickly strikes when you are stuck in a car, but my particular group is funny to travel with.
So whilst we are driving along, we start hiring this regular thump. At first we ignored it, but then it became more insistent. It turned out that the windscreen wiper rubber blade was slowly but surely slipping off and striking the car as we kept driving along. So here we are going at 110km/h in pouring rain without a windscreen wiper. Its all good, we can SORTA see the car in front...
We made multiple stops and made attempts to fix it. We stuck a woodchip inside to block the blade. About 30seconds into the drive, it flew off. We had more success with a tiny stone, which as far as I know is still holding that blade.
We arrived in Shoal Bay around 7pm and then hung out with Nish, Dennis and Neha. For entertainment we hired Batman Begins/Coach Carter & The family man which we watched over the next few days. We waited for Sonia and co. to arrive at 1am. Of course instead of doing the smart thing as soon they came and sleeping, we played poker until 4:30am. This appears to be a common theme on all our holidays.
Day 2
So its overcast, and grey, but its NOT raining. Good enough for us, we decided to go and get some beach on! The good thing is, not many people were on the beach so we had all of it to ourselves. So us girls and guys got some beach cricket, beach volleyball and swimming in on a day where most people would have stayed inside and grumbled. I was tremendously of our group.
We even hired some kayaks and did crazy things in the bay. I've still got a cramp in my knee from holding three kayaks together with my thighs alone for the ultimate dragonboat AS well as operating rudder.
We had lunch at good old Aussie Bobs (a tradition after 5 trips). Speaking of tradition, I dropped by the old Golding house where Rosy and the remains of the Fishery were having their annual holiday as well. It was nice to see them and there was no animosity amongst us, which was great considering they didn't invite me. Bastards! :P
So you ask, James where is this sheer terror you speak of. It is coming.
We had a bbq for dinner. Whilst the idea of us cooking is scary, its not really that which is the problem. After we watched Coach Carter, we congregated in Nish's room and just had a chat whilst people were trying to sleep. For some unknown reason, we decided to talk about a movie. Wolf Creek.
I shall not elaborate here, but this movie was described in a disturbing manner by Jessie, who didn't waste time on the gore factor, but on the psychologically disturbing feel of this film. Needless to say the entire room was silent and disturbed after this and retired to bed soon after.
Around 3:20 AM, I woke to the sound of the most terrifying scream I've ever heard. I was shocked awake, then I heard cries for help, then someone yelling, "the lights are cut!". With no street lamps in the area, it was PITCH black in the room. With a combination of all these, and the unfamilarity of the room, I was effectively paralyzed until someone managed to get a light activated which bought some sense back to me. After a desperate scrabble to find my glasses, I ran out of the room to find the others also coming down in a state of terror. Jessie and Louis both claimed to hear footsteps just before the scream and we all heard the scream. Louis was the one yelling for help after the initial scream until someone switched the light on. We ran into the main living room and huddled together in this unfamilar house which had massive windows with few curtains, which lead us feeling exposed. We had no idea what happened and to this day still do not really know. Did someone have a really bad nightmare and scream out in their dreams? Was it inside the house, or was it outside. We called the cops, who never came, but eventually around 5am, from sheer exhaustion and fright we all crashed into bed. Most of us were petrified, so we bunked closer together instead of separate rooms where we could.
So it wasn't really the best way to spend the night, but outside of that, it was a enjoyable weekend.
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