Glasgow Uni Week!

We welcomed 23 PhD students down the track from Glasgow University the week of 20th May. 

Alongside the outdoor activities we had on offer and our usual periods of Reflection and community living chores and meals, we were lucky to hear 5 minute presentations about each person's work across a great range of topics with the title given by their group leader explain your work as 'Research to change the world'. It was fascinating! Work ranged from a project looking at fathers in prison and how to stay involved in parenting, to attitudes towards women in 'maker spaces', to revolutionary work in heart disease, strokes and eye diseases, to supersonic flight efficiency, to stigma relating to abortion, to food insecurity in single men, to plant cell wall size studies and that's just me trying to find the headline topics from a few of the broad range of studies. 

A number of the guests were international students which added to the rich experience with some Bulgarian and Tamil food being cooked for us when they made dinner for us all. 

The week seemed to mean different things for different people such as involving self care, a step back from their work to find their way again in their work, connecting with other people in the same boat, getting out of their heads into their bodies, doing some personal reflection and some personal development type activities with their group leaders. There was some great conversation and connection and an air of relaxation and renewal with no chance for guests to have screen time, something many said dominated their lives. 

Thank you for sharing your worlds with us and I hope a few days of Camas immersion has done some renewal for you going forward. We've certainly been left thinking about a few things we'd not even dreamt about and feeling inspired by all the valuable work going on. 


GRAMNET (Glasgow Refugee, Asylum, Migrant Network) came for a fleeting visit for a bit of rest and renewal and connection with each other in the network. As their website says the network 'conducts research and qualitative evaluation on migration, refugees and the asylum process' and 'consults on migration-related policy in the UK and internationally'. Most of the people were based in Glasgow but some had travelled from London and Manchester to connect with their colleagues and have some time out at Camas.

People in the network did not all know each other so coming together at Camas was useful for bringing together people in a residential setting for some quality time together with fewer distractions and pressures from their ordinary lives. As they told us, the nature of their work is relatively stressful and full on with little good news, so the chance to be in beautiful surroundings, connect with other people, take some time out from their lives and do some activities was seemingly a welcome respite. 

The group had a highly international feel doing some incredibly worthwhile and inspiring work. I've never had such interesting conversations and it opened my eyes to a whole wealth of experience, knowledge and information. Although it was a brief visit, they made the most of their time with a whole buzz of activity but also time to really rest and really take time for themselves. I really enjoyed the diversity of people I spoke to and drinking tea on the beach and swimming in the sea just added to the positive environment. Someone had the realisation the sea was salty after their first ever swim in it, so that moment alone was pretty special for me...And for them! Thank you for coming to visit and sharing yourselves with us. 

Musical Talent, Gusto and Swimming in the Sea

It was a rather warm and pleasant Monday afternoon when the six young people from Castlemilk stepped off their bus and walked down the track to Camas. They all seemed positive and ready to take on the week ahead, most of them armed with plenty of dry, loud humour. Equipped with hot water bottles and torches against the cold and the dark of the dorms, they headed to bed after dinner and reflection.

Camas laundry in the sunshine

The sun continued to shine as a boat with red sails drifted into the bay the next morning the Castlemilk crew piled onto it with a few helpers. Once out at sea, an impressive amount of snacks were devoured (after all, food is what Camas is all about), and a few attempts at fishing were made. However, all the fish managed to successfully escape capture!

Out at sea on Mark's boat

The week continued, trotting along at a normal Camas pace, quite unhurriedly and pleasantly, yet still a bit too fast for anyone to notice the passing of time. As for outdoor activities all six of the young people engaged in both kayaking and abseiling. They proved to be willing and enthusiastic participants; during kayaking a wild (but friendly) seaweed-tossing fight broke out and one of the most reluctant participants proved to be an enthusiastic thrower who engaged in the skirmish with total abandon and much enjoyment.

Kayaking

The walk up to the abseil was surprisingly more challenging than the actual abseil as the sun was scorchingly hot and the path very steep. Once up at the old quarry some of the youngsters glanced hesitantly at the vertical smooth rock they were about to lower themselves off. Despite the impressive height of the abseil (12 meters, give or take) and the deterring climb down to the abseil platform, all six abseiled down the cliff without a single complaint! Some were nervous and uncertain but decided to give it a go anyway, nudging up to the edge with gentle encouragement from their instructor and then smoothly making their way down. I found their bravery extremely impressive! Others were seemingly unphased by the heights and proceeded to complete the abseil two or three times. Occasionally they were singing and skipping (yes, turns out skipping when abseiling is fully possible) their way down the vertical rock!

Abseiling

Another activity the group partook in was putting on wetsuits and coasteering around the two rocky islands in the Camas bay. Once again this was conducted with plenty of gusto and enthusiasm, despite the sea being a bone-chilling 10 degrees.

Coasteering

Throughout the week the group's colourful and humourous personality continued to shine through during free time and meals. Countless musical numbers erupted spontaneously as one person started to sing with fierce passion and was swiftly followed by another few singers. A joyful "wedding" ceremony also took place. Participants swathed themselves in mounds of white blankets that made them look quite silly, and morosely waltzed down the grassy yard of Camas to the tune of the wedding march played on the trumpet by Seven Foot - one of the Camas volunteers Thomas who was given this affectionate and inaccurate nickname - (I believe he's actually six four) that lasted throughout the week. The "priest" proclaimed: "Do you take this E.T...?" while the onlookers crumpled with hilarity.

Kite flying at Market Bay

The last afternoon was spent walking to Market Bay. The beach was bathed in warm, golden sunshine all afternoon and everyone went swimming with much whooping and enjoyment - this time without any wetsuits! One participant especially seemed to find their element as they spent a good 45 minutes throwing themselves into the freezing blue waves, to the astonishment of the Camas staff. Scones, tea and other snacks were consumed a plenty and then the unwilling mere-person was called unto land; fortunately they had kept their legs!

Swim at Camas (with wetsuits!)

Last but not least a barbecue feast took place on the beach outside the sheds. The group, their helpers and Camas staff stuffed their faces with delicious food and sat on the ground in the faded evening light for a long time, talking and nursing full bellies. It was decided that a group photo must be taken and thankfully it only took about 89 tries to get the perfect one!

Group photo at the barbecue

Breakfast the next morning was eaten horrendously early as to make the morning bus. The walk up the track was done in a slightly more sullen manner than the walk down it, and we all gathered together to do one final reflection. This involved throwing a roll of wool around that eventually connected us all together and talking about our favourite part of the Camas experience. Lastly the wool connection was broken to symbolise the impending separation. A hugging party broke out as the bus pulled up. Then the bus, and with it the young people of Castlemilk disappeared around the bend of the road to the energetic waving of the Camas staff.

It was my first group at Camas, and it was a pleasure. It turns out even my worries about how my Swedish ears would handle the Glasgow accent were unfounded!  Myself and all the staff at Camas are very grateful to have such a lovely, up-for-it group of young people visiting for a week! Thank you!

Written by Matilda

Work Week and a New Shed

Our 2019 season was kicked off by a lovely group of eager participants who came down the track to help us get the centre up and running for the summer. We had folk from near and far (North America, Wales and Iona) who came and braved the not-always-hospitable March conditions. We were relatively lucky with the weather and there were lots of smiles and laughter to keep us going (along with the plentiful scone supply). Our guests brought a huge variety of skills with them which we were lucky enough to benefit from and lots of tasks were completed in their short stay -  amongst those we now have two lovely new signs up, a Very Well Organised Honey Store and a new boat floor well on the way. An old shed was taken down to make way for a new one and gave us lots of fuel for a spectacular evening bonfire on one of the nights. 

During the week our bellies were kept very happy with a supply of sourdough bread from a few budding artisan bakers in the Camas crew,  and during the Camas Challenge we experienced what one of our volunteers called: The Best Lasagne he had ever tasted thanks to some talented chefs in our midst!  Days were usually finished around the fire together with a hot drink, the firelight illuminating some very happy and contented faces. There was also the chance to enjoy some well-deserved time off with a visit to Iona and a walk to Market Bay both fitted in during the week. We cannot say thank you enough and hope you will all come back soon!

After we waved our new friends off on the Saturday morning, we were soon joined by the Welsh Contingent, a crew of voluntary shed-builders from Wales, headed up by Camas regular Rob, who arrived to help us build our new staff hut. What our willing helpers perhaps hadn't bargained for when they signed up was for 60mph winds to hit us on their first day – and yet they persisted! By the end of that day against all the odds, a shed was definitely starting to take shape and now houses a happy hut-dweller. We owe a huge debt of gratitude to Rob and Co for all their hard work and while it was sad to wave them goodbye we were all left feeling profoundly thankful for all that people are willing to put in to Camas and excited for the weeks to come.

 

An emerging shed.

Camas Tuath Woodland Regeneration Project.... one year on.

Castlemilk, Carpenters and Chickens

By Gavin McIsaac

All stories evolve and morph into something different compared to the original event. Truth is sometimes diluted with hyperbole. Fact becomes fiction, fiction becomes fact.  I had heard stories of Castlemilk. Stories where adjectives like ‘wild’ and ‘chaotic’ were frequently bounced around.  As a new volunteer to Camas, I only had these stories to go by. I was told to be prepared.

In the distance I hear voices, rapidly approaching.  Their voices grow louder and louder as they bound down the path. The gate bursts open. Though the shouting, I hear the words: “We’re hame, it’s like we never left...” and, with that simple sentence, my worries fade away.
  

Out of curiosity, I asked the group about some of the stories that I had been told. They happily recount tales of their time at Camas. Turns out, what I had heard was the watered down, family friendly version. The originators of the stories paint a very vivid picture.

The week saw our usual array of activities, but, we had one extra task tacked on to the schedule...picking up some chickens* to add to the Camas family.  In addition to the young folk, Castlemilk brought their resident carpenters with them. John and Jim spent their time rebuilding the chicken coup and mink-proofing it, out in all the elements that nature decided to throw at them.

Castlemilk Camas Crew collecting chickens

Chickens being introduced to their new home at Camas

What I saw as the week progressed was a glimpse into the journey of the young people. How their past selves have matured into their present selves and i begun to understand why it is important not to write off the young folk.  I had been painted a picture of unruly youth but the reality presented me with a group of young adults, ready to shape their future, hopefully a future where they come back to Camas as young leaders to inspire the next generation.  

* Chicken update: We now have an additional 9 chickens to go with the original three. The pecking order has been established and the hens are now becoming more confident in their surroundings and can be seen by day exploring the sights and sounds of Camas. 

Click here to find out more about Camas on our Facebook page or here on how to bring a group.  We look forward to hearing from you. 

Youth Fest at Camas!

The Iona Community's Youth Festival came to Camas this year!

Youth Festival provided a safe space for discussion sessions and workshops around the theme of identity, which were nourishing and thought-provoking, bringing together young people from different parts of the country, different cultures and backgrounds.  The experiences, values and identities that make us who we are were explored, as was how it can be seen, felt and stereotyped, to be a 'young person'.  The group also reflected on gender identity and sexuality, challenging stereotypes and looking at how society can discriminate or privilege, depending on aspects of identity.  Alongside the thinking, reflecting and chatting, there were the Camas classics of adventuring, playing games and building community - getting in the sea for coasteering, kayaking, sharing meals and taking care of the chores together.  By the end of the week there was a lovely buzz from a group of people who knew each other better, having shared stories, insights, hopes and fun.

Solitude

Solitude. Most guests who come to Camas experience some degree of solitude simply by the fact that being at Camas means no internet nor cellphone service. This  can be challenging, especially for those of us who connect to our friends and relatives through phone and internet.  Our guests this week—Cumbria University students took this experience of solitude a step further by committing to spend a night camping in the hills without any other humans nearby.

The students came to Camas as the final week of their two year foundation degree in outdoor education.  Much of the week was spent preparing for this ‘solo’ camping trip.  This means spending the night camping alone with nothing more than some basic camping gear.  Additionally, some of the students choose to take the opportunity to fast.  

In preparation for the solo, Camas staff—primarily Rhyddian and Sarah who both are well-versed in solo-ing—lead the students in various exercise and reflections.  The evening of the solo, the Camas staff and the Cumbria professors created a ritual of sorts to send the students off on their solo in a good way.  This included setting up a large parachute tent (see picture) within which we all gathered around a large fire that had been started by Lisa (one of the professors) using the bow drill technique.  The students then were invited to state an intention that they had set for themselves that they wanted to hold as a focus for their solo time.  

After the students returned the next morning they then had the opportunity to present about their experiences of the week.  One of the students agreed to let me share her poem:

*****

My Courageous Person

I find out what I need to do, 

and I’m asked, “what would your courageous person say to you?”

So I get her on the phone, and tell her how much I hate to be alone

I explain about the solo,

and I say that its a no go

And she tells me, ‘well tough shit,

I’m sure you can handle it’

And with my bag finally packed,

the anxieties I had, had lacked

her words were all I did need

A sweet little way to plant the seed

That I must go

If I want to grow

Cause I do this for us, not just me anymore

so I was quick to learn to stop being a bore

to camp somewhere along the path of Market Bay

Oh I’m so glad about what my courageous person did say

*****

It was inspiring to be a part of this journey and it left me feeling inspired to do my own 'solo', and to remember to take time to journey into the wilderness--both around and within.

Glasgow Uni and Gramnet

Glasgow University and GramNet

The week kicked off with the arrival of a bunch of students from Glasgow University who were going to be spending the next 3 days with us. They were all currently in the process of working on various pHds for all sorts of different fields of expertise all of which they would be giving a short talk to each other and the Camas staff on what it was that they were studying and, for many of them, why that interested them.

The few days that they spent at Camas were completely action packed with seemingly endless amounts of kayaking, abseiling and an unbelievable amount of bracken bashing (the woodland - and Gav - thank you!) and the trip to market bay all interspersed with presentations, games, interesting conversations, delicious food, music and a cosy campfire which was interrupted by a group of dolphins who had decided that it was a good time for them to come and play in the bay.

The days just seemed to fly by and before we knew it we were sharing our final reflection with them and seeing them off at the top of the track before hurrying back to Camas to prepare the centre for the Gram Net group who were arriving later on the same day!

Before we knew it we were back up at the top of the track welcoming the Gram Net group who were going to be staying with us for the next 2 days which we filled with the usual Camas activities and – obviously – more bracken bashing, the stuff just never seems to give up! More games, more chats and more campfires took place which unfortunately lacked the maritime visitors the previous campfire enjoyed.

By the time we were waving the Gram Net folks off we were exhausted from all of the activities we had been a part of and were looking forward to our day off spent in the sun and get some time to relax at the end of an extremely busy and thoroughly enjoyable week and start to prepare for the folk from the Coming Home Centre who would be darkening our track-end on Monday evening.

St Pauls Camas Takeover!

This week past Camas became the home to St Pauls Youth Forum from Glasgow. Boisterous, adventurous, mischievous and ready for the week ahead. As the first big youth group of the season, the Camas staff were really excited to see them arrive and meet them over dinner and the first reflection in the Chapel of the Nets. The boys in the group kept the leaders up a little past their bedtime – but no matter because the Iron Challenge was there in the morning to wake them up.

St Pauls brought the weather with them and the first morning was sunny, still and warm. The toughest of the bunch braved the water. After porridge and scones the gang split into two groups and got stuck into kayaking, abseiling and climbing. Everyone was brilliant and there was a great amount of encouragement, teamwork, laughter, facing fears and a little bit of wrestling. Lunch and some free time was needed after such an active morning. Once the tide had returned that evening everyone went coasteering together. Some climbed, some swam. Daring jumps were attempted by Leader Marc (perhaps too daring).

The beautiful weather persisted into the next day and the plan was to camp at Market Bay. While the preparations began the group spent the morning playing sardines and sniper in the shade of the garden. They gathered themselves after lunch and set off, Camas’ Sarah leading the way with Gavin at the back. The heaviest things were taken by canoe by Barry and Darragh with Lizzie following in her sea kayak. The group had a great afternoon in the sun. They played games and sang, they had dinner by the fire together. They had big talk and small talk and watched the sun go down. A magical moment occurred with a visit from dolphins while the GSD group ‘the dolphins’ washed the dishes.

Sleepy and sun-kissed St Pauls made their way back on Thursday lunchtime. They spent the afternoon making art and bracelets together, lying in the sun, exploring and hitting the bell with stones. A little embarrassing as St Pauls proved to be much better at hitting the bell than most staff members who practice a lot. That evening everyone was treated to a cosy story reflection from Camas’ Kelsey followed by some great singing! Don’t look back in Anger, Miss Ohio, Belter, The Jelly Piece Song and maybe the entire back catalogue of The Proclaimers. There was an early night with the promise of a scary story in bed. The Camas staff didn’t get to hear it, which is probably for the best, but I think some people definitely went to bed with one eye open on Thursday.

The final day and the group split again and swapped round for kayaking and climbing. Again the Camas’ Staff and leaders were really impressed by the support among the young people. It meant everyone had a good time and good laughs together. After lunch St Pauls took over the Centre for Camas Challenge! The kitchen team cooked up a storm, everyone’s favourite burgers and chips, and invented a new dessert called Cookie Custard (a winner, see St Pauls for recipe). The entertainment team made an amazing treasure hunt around the entire centre which the decorations team put up huge paper chains, banners and set a long table for everyone to eat together. In the evening reflection was beautiful. Everyone put their favourite memory from the week into a bottle and we sent it out to sea! I hope someone finds it someday and reads about this incredible week we shared.

The Camas Staff would really and truly like to say THANK YOU to St Pauls and their leaders for their energy, enthusiasm and generally being a joy to have here. It was sad parting at the top of the track but it definitely felt like goodbye for now, not forever!

Oh - and we love our new book of poetry. 

Edinburgh’s Grassmarket Project and University students

A group from Edinburgh’s Grassmarket Project came down the track for another week of sunshine, along with six Edinburgh University students of medicine and social work. 

During the week those who wanted to get out on the sea kayaking and abseiling did so.  For some it was purely fun, for others it required considerable bravery.  Well done!

Music was a theme in the week.  We hosted the First Annual Grassmarket Camas Open Mic night - a big success and highlight, with a 2^nd edition on the Friday night too.  
There was no mic, but this didn’t matter!

Camas team member Kelsey was a skilled and complimentary host, kicking it off with a sing along of the Camas classic ‘What’s up’ by 4 Non Blondes.  We had ukulele tunes freshly penned about the Camas journey and Scottish weather, a theatre extract, spoken word, stories, a saxophone solo, French soprano, dancing and more sing along. 

It was wonderful to be set an example of people not being shy, and after just a few days of forming a community together people’s confidence to share and relate blossomed.  A bit of Camas magic in action.  Without screens, phones or wifi, entertainment has to be created in an evening at Camas, and you definitely created it! 

No wind and beautiful weather meant that the centre was without power, so the tradition of taking laundry over to the Iona Abbey’s washing machines needed to be re-instated. 

We discovered in the midst of this good drying weather that one group member was keen on painting, and he dedicated himself to the repair and painting of our blue window frames, all along the north dorm block.  Thank you!

Our ages ranged from teens to 70s, and it was a great opportunity to learn, be inspired and inspire, from different perspectives and life experiences. 

Other highlights too numerous to share in detail were reflections, garden work, elegant dinner decorations and conversation shared. 

We learnt about the wonderful and diverse things the Grassmarket Project offers in Edinburgh.  We wish you all the best in your many enterprises and groups, and we wish the students all the very best luck, resilience and wisdom for their studies. 

PS.  The Bluetit chicks nesting in our granite walls flew the nest yesterday.  Here's one of them...too cute!

Harvesting Sun and Air Spring Garden Week 2018

The Camas staff were joined by an intrepid band of travellers, many of whom had journeyed a good distance to arrive down the track. In all, nine nations were represented by the twenty four members in our community for the week. We all join in with running the ship here, we split into chore groups to ‘Get Stuff Done’; our rota for this week was plant themed and beautifully illustrated by one of our more artistic volunteers.

One person’s weeds is another's forage, chick weed and fat hen are often discarded in the weed pile in many gardens, but here at Camas these leaves are added to the varied salads which we share around the meal tables. With so much international gardening experience around we were regularly checking out the different names and uses we had for various plants, the richness of the languages was a joy to be part of.

Many and varied garden tasks were available to be taken on during the week. All manner of skills and arts were exercised: both muscle & mind stretching; some called on engineering and puzzle solving skills, dexterity, flexibility and panache, attention to detail, stoicism and a handful of enthusiasm was thrown on for good measure. Tasks large and small were taken on in some extreme weather conditions. Bubbles of conversations, laughter and singing were to be found emerging from the polytunnels, the lazy beds, the fruit cage, and the woods. 

The universal language of music combined us in singing familiar songs and tunes. Throughout, all the work was fuelled by good food, laughter, storytelling, support and encouragement. It wasn’t all work and no play though, Iona and Ardalanish were visited and many shared short walks around Camas were taken.

During our last evening together we shared what we had achieved. A list had been written up of our collective deeds and a cheer went up when each one was read out. In gardening we often have to wait and see the fruits of our labour. For those who only had a week in a garden, we gave thanks for those that came before us and expressed gratitude for leaving a little legacy of our own to be nurtured by those that come & in turn; those that will harvest & be nourished by the food later in the season.

Staff Training

22nd April - 5th May

Sunday the 22nd of April 2018 was quite a big day for us down the track at Camas, marking the arrival of four new volunteers joining us for the rest of the season. Kate has finally made it up from Bristol for longer than work week (hurray!); Gavin epicly cycled all the way from Craignure in the wind and rain carrying all his belongings with him; Kelsey has travelled across the globe from faraway Canada to be here; and we could not be happier that Doug Birley is following in the footsteps of his sisters Kitty and Jo to volunteer for a season. They join Lizzie, Róisín and me (Angela) to make a full volunteer team. Ready or not, two weeks of Camas training here we come.

We were thrown in at the deep end on day one by abseiling down the quarry then braving the wind, rain and cold sea in kayaks with the legendary and exceptionally talented Kenny from Sea Kayak Scotland - preparing us for our season of outdoor activities with groups of young people. The next couple of days were filled with fun, adventure and so much laughter - a good sign of everyone settling in and relaxing in our new Camas family. Fears of jumping off rocks into the sea were bravely conquered during coastearing training, a healthy dose of competitive spirit was to be had in our raft building teams, especially in the build up to the big race (see picture of press-up warm up), and it’s lucky we all quickly felt at ease with each other, just in time to try out how warm an emergency shelter gets with many bodies inside!

George Fell made a dramatic entrance after dark, bursting into the common room making little sense with talk of sea kayaks, before rushing back off into the night just a minute later, leaving us all wondering whether we had in fact imagined the whole thing. Lo and behold the next morning before breakfast, there he was to be seen arriving into the bay by sea kayak, leaving a trail of aspiring Camas sea kayakers in his wake. There was nothing imaginary about the excellently delivered and thoroughly enjoyable two days of training - no easy feat with some heavy first aid scenarios to cover.

Week two of training was more of an in house affair; we learnt all about the behind the scene workings that make the magic of Camas happen week in, week out for groups coming down the track all season. Highlights included a morning of games with good old Camas classics capture the flag, evolution, and ninja making appearances; beautiful sunshine for a day out on Iona; and an epic John Muir appearance leaving us in fits of laughter - if Rhyddian and Hannah are ever stuck for work someday they have their double act at the ready. We ended on a high by stepping across a rope together, marking our transition from the lives we’ve all left behind out there in the world to be the Camas team of 2018, followed by a good old dance party late into the night.

Big thank yous to Kenny Lacey and George Fell; and to Chris Long, Rachel McCann, Tess and Kerry who gave up their time to keep us exceptionally well fed for two weeks.

Oban Young Carers

10^th – 12^th April

Camas welcomed a group for two nights from just across on the mainland, the Oban Young Carers.  Fourteen young people aged between 9 and 11 years old, with caring responsibilities at home. 

The moment they spilled off the minibus, we knew it was going to be a fun few days.  Some had stayed at Camas previously, and were excited to be back, and some were making the journey down the track for the first time.  We also welcomed a returning stuffed Penguin called Innes, who had been to Camas before with his human. 

Bog jumping was high on the list of things hoped for, as was kayaking, and both of these things were achieved!  Despite the April chill, the sun was out, and some hardy souls ran into the sea at Market Bay.  No wellies were lost in bogs on the return trip from the beach, and neither was the Bog Monster provoked into making an appearance, despite there being lots of waterproofed, but juicy legs disappearing into the muddy depths!  

Meals were amazing, which was independently verified by our guests.  Staff member Hannah cooked the most delicious meal anyone had ever tasted on the Tuesday night, and the standard remained high throughout the stay. 

One group member was feeling ill, and needed a recovery snooze on the common room sofa, but was soon back up and out with the group kayaking, so we were all relieved that he was able to join in the fun.

Camas really pulled out all the stops with a morning display of dolphins remarkably close to us in the bay, which had everyone stop and stare. 

Games were played, meals were shared, sunshine was enjoyed and we very much hope that you’ll all come back again next year!

PS.  We have some new wheelbarrows!

Turning Day into Night.... Tales from the Hebridean Adventure Camp

Six nights in, it was a calm, contented evening at the Camp of the Shieling.  The old stones, tarpaulin and bracken providing shelter from the light breeze, and a fire flickered from the hearth.  Within the enclosure, the bracken clan laughed, told stories, shared solutions to natural mysteries and sang songs from the day whilst whittling their spoons and weaving cordage for fishing line from their foraged nettles.  (T)here, above the enclosure of the peat moss, It felt like home.

Suddenly a fisherman, clearly distressed, emerged at camp and cried out:

‘Help! the Pirates are coming into the bay; they’re going to destroy everything!’

The teen Bracken Clan rallied, donning camouflage and courage, and headed off in search of a solution to the fisherman's plight.

A tale of challenge, invisibility and the transformative art of hospitality ensued; as they sought the help of dead ancestors, woodland fairies and items from the landscape to complete their quest. By the end of the night, both heroes and foes were shaking hands and toasting health; as the larger clan danced around the fire.

‘We spent a long time getting into character, dressing up, drawing on tattoos and creating pirate personas.  As we waited for the kids to arrive, we floated around in our canoe, fully in character, singing pirate songs.  As soon as they arrived, the  action began, we jumped ashore and gave chase, their eyes lit up as the world of make believe became real and 3 swashbuckling pirates chased them through the bracken.  We caught up with them whilst they climbed a wall and excitement reached fever pitch.  The game had begun.’  [Joey aka Captain Blackbeard; Camas Volunteer] 

Dropping into natural time

Our week began with the group answering a Call to Adventure. Each inhabiting roles, we set off with the aim of a self reliant adventure into the unknown.  We practised routines of listening to the birds, paying attention to hazards and animal tracks and signs, shared skills of navigation, self care, and the art of staying warm and dry.

We skirted remnants of Atlantic rainforest and avoided being seen, shared wonder at lichens on ancient standing stones; passing old fortifications and shielings on deer paths.  It was nightfall by the time we struck camp, the rain cleared and a fire was struck; kindled from wild plants collected and dried on the move.

The next morning heralded a surprise, as the Bea Marie entered the Treagh Ghael Bay in Tieroagan.  The group boarded, and headed off into lumpy seas with the hallion raised.  Later they found shelter in nearby coves, cast lines and fished for their evening meal.  Later that day, as they rounded the point and entered Camas Tuath, the conch sounded to welcome their return and a great cheer erupted from the boat.  They had made their return.  Around the shieling fire that night, the young people revisited their intentions for the journey; and claimed their learning in both their journals and in a crafted hazel wand.

‘a crucial element to any expedition is nap time, and we were able to this in a beautiful remnant of Atlantic rainforest; the ancient hazel trees giving us shelter.  I love how the canopy of leaves can break up the light and as I lay back to appreciate this I thought about how we had all gotten there - scouting our way past houses without being noticed, stopping for flapjacks at a solitary standing stone.  I felt grateful to the young team for their infectious energy and enthusiasm for the trip and lucky to be having this adventure with them.’  [Kat, Camas Volunteer]

Travels on dark feet and dark wings

Nature does not give her teachings away, wrapped in a processed bun and served on a plate.  Learning has to be earned, through being prepared to encounter an ordeal.  Experiencing cold, dark, soil on skin, hunger, midges, and being alone can provide powerful encounters with yourself.  The strategies and tools we use in response to these encounters can yield potent metaphors for the journey and direction the young people are moving towards with their life choices.

Placing their intention with conviction in the ground as they stepped over the threshold, they donned a black mask over their eyes.  Blindfolded now, they were led to their site where they would stay through the night.  Alert to the sights, sounds, nuance and timelessness of the landscapes.

Time passed, the sun set and rose again and in between, experiences were had.

The conch blew to signal the return and as they entered the red granite walls of Camas, their hands and face were wiped clean with warm water and sweet oils, as we welcomed these wild creatures, and their wide open senses of peace, calm and connection, back into our human community.  We were hungry for their stories...

‘‘when they returned, I was struck by the powerful sense of quiet, contented calm they carried with them, alongside their sleeping bags.  Their faces, although  tired, radiated with a deep sense of achievement.  They had left camp the night before, led blindfolded to their individual spots, each with a clear intention for their solo journey.  Each and every one of them had survived the night, along with midges, frogs, creepy crawlies, cold, dirt, wilderness and their own thoughts for company.’  [Angela, Camas Volunteer]

Paying attention in nature offer means to track the inner as well as outer landscape and the young people examined any ruts in their own lifestyles ad their capacity for dealing with the unexpected..  Through journaling, and the Art of Questioning from their mentors at camp; each claimed something true about themselves.

‘Beyond survival, I sensed a significant shift.  Somewhere between dusk and dawn they had become ever so slightly different people, and I was lucky enough to witness their eyes now shining that little bit brighter.’ [Angela, Camas Volunteer]

Wrapping the bundle.

All heroic journeys involve a return.  For the final phase of the camp, we invited parents to join the Bracken Clan to have an embodied experience of what their children had been up to.  The young people spent the day teaching parents their crafts, how to make fire, how to pay attention and play games in the outdoors. 

The family camp was about what it feels like to integrate.  Ropes of connection to the environment, to others and to ourselves that were weaved during the week became stronger.  Sitting on the fishing net on the final evening, we emphasised that these ropes; so beautifully articulated by the young people in their presentations; can become strong baskets that contain life.  Deep connection, throughout so many societies in the world, is not found on an App, but experienced in community and facilitated by culture. 

The parents and young people spent time setting goals for themselves to strengthen their home community, strategized who would hold them accountable to their resolutions; and identified strands they wished to weave in to their lives when back at home.

‘In some ways, the whole week had been leading up to this time together, this opportunity to integrate the experiences of our week, and express to our guests what it was about this week that made it so special.  Even in the minutes leading up to the sharing time, the young people were hard at work preparing what would be said.  In hearing the young people share of their week at Camas, it showed the unique power of stories, and the ways that they can hold so much truth for both the storyteller and the listener.

Our stories reflect a piece of ourselves, in a way that often can’t be expressed through any other means. Not only did the young people have an opportunity to craft and create these stories, but they were also able to share them with the people who love and care for them most. I walked away from this time together feeling deeply grateful for the many different experiences held in that room, and with a renewed appreciation for the power of the stories that captured them.’ [Joel, Camas Volunteer]

If you would like to receive details of future Hebridean Adventure Camps, please email your interest to:  camascoord@iona.org.uk.