Chapter Twenty Five
(Four Days Later)
"Where exactly are we going, Gabe?" Phoebe asked.
"To the campsite." Gabe said patiently. "It's just round the next corner here."
"Are you sure?"
"Yes, I'm sure." Jordan snorted softly. "See, here it is. Wait here, I'll go and check us in." After announcing their arrival to the site manager, they found a quiet spot beside one of the tall hedges, away from the larger caravans and closer to the other tents, and shrugged off their backpacks thankfully. "First things first, then." Gabe said, rubbing his aching neck. "We'll get the tent up, put out the sleeping bags and get everything ready for tonight and then head out into town." Phoebe nodded, already unzipping her backpack. Jordan pulled the rolled-up tent from its fastenings beneath his backpack, and helped Gabe pull the tent from the waterproof cover.
They spent the better part of an hour wrestling with poles, the mallet, pegs and guy ropes before the tent was finally assembled and steadied. Phoebe neatly laid out their sleeping bags inside, rested their rucksacks against the back, near their pillows, and stored the camping stove, food and water in the little 'porch' protruding from the front of the tent.
"What next?" Phoebe asked, brushing her fringe out of her eyes. Gabe shrugged.
"Well, Sherwood Forest is a quick bus ride away. There's plenty to do there. If you like, we can go there and find something to do, then get something to eat afterwards." Phoebe nodded agreeably. They headed off towards the bus stop, caught the bus to the forest, and disembarked in one of the car-parks.
"So, we can walk or hire bikes to do one of the trails." Jordan said, looking at a large sign beside a parking meter.
"What's that over there?" Phoebe asked. Gabe looked over at a large sign with a monkey's face on it and shrugged. They went over to look at it.
"GoApe." Jordan read. "It's a climbing course. You wear harnesses and follow the different climbing frames." Phoebe smiled at Gabe.
"This looks like fun."
"Alright." Gabe smiled back. "Come on." They went up to the kiosk and booked themselves in. They were each strapped into safety harnesses, given a quick talk by an instructor and taken to the first site.
Half an hour later, they were all clinging to various rope swings, clambering up rope nets and sliding over wobbling wooden walkways, twenty meters above the ground.
"My arms are killing me." Gabe said grimly, hauling himself up onto a wooden platform after scaling a large rope net.
"At least you can still feel yours." Phoebe panted. She was struggling across a series of rope swings, hung between two tall trees. Jordan laughed softly, easily pulling himself across a single steel line, clipping himself into the zip wire and sliding smoothly down to the forest floor below.
"Show off!" Gabe shouted after him.