I have been asked to recall my first camp.
Here goes.
Tom and Anna and Jeronimo had brought a tipi.
We all took off to the Hashdown forest in Sussex.
After a month we decided to go west.
On arrival at Dragon Hill Keith bade us welcome. The next mrning he suggested
we visit Rainbow Circle who were parked around the corner.
Off we went.
On arrival at Teddystones we were met by a biggish bender signs proclaiming
halt. I got out entering this bender, Yohanna, Fiona and me. £30 each! You must
be radio rental came my reply. Yohanna said you’re interesting, I’ll
go see Lyn, what do you do? We’re all teachers, well Tom and Anna were.
I also said I tell Sioux stories and a good line in eagle dances!
£10 came here reply.
We pitched the tipi and settled for the night. On awakening about 8 am, put
on the breakfast, had a smoke. All of a sudden this noise ~ a conch followed
by morning opening meeting.
Get up to it Peter, Tom and Anna said as they pushed me out the door. On arrival
at the huge marquee we all sat in a circle, held hands and chanted (interesting).
Then Yohanna said, in a broad Polish voice [Pick an angel card.] Round they came (they’re all fucking mad). I get the angel of transportation or so I thought!
On reflection, it said [Transformation!]
After it was over, Yohanna said I am going to do the transformation game. My
hand shot up ~ I got the angel so it was my fate.
So what if they were all radio?
I’ll enjoy myself.
Reported back to Tom and Anna and we had a discussion.
Shall we leave the vote? Only 9 people were allowed to join. So Yohanna held
auditions the night before. I was in! We agreed a pact and nobody leave till
it was over! Half way through, ran out of Benson’s. I’m not smoking
roll ups and made a bolt for the door.
Moony, Yohanna rugby tackled me, dragging me back. From that day, I’ve
been called many names but mainly Benson. I will not tell you about the game
in case you ever do it.
I will tell you my first animal card: an Alsatian dog (or so I thought).
Everybody started laughing. What are they laughing at? Then I got the book that
goes with it: it was a coyote!
Every word in the book was me (bang) I was born. After the game, Moony, Venetia,
Star, Tony and many more fled into the sunset to Bristol where we’d set
about creating the waken-tanka housing co-op.
Tom and Ana thought I had lost my marbles.
Perhaps you have too. To rise again like a Phoenix. Fuck it, as they say in Bristol, you’ve got to be up for it.
Anyhow I was brave enough.
The rest is herstory. Till is see you all, may your gods and goddesses be with you. Wakan-tanka
Peter Hanratty
(Benson)
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