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Sam StThis is not the first renegade tour I’ve been on and hopefully it won’t be the last. Climbing this time has been amazing and my confidence has come on leaps and bounds. I think what makes a trip is not where or what you climb, it’s the people you’re with. It’s who pushes you more, who exceeds whose expectations and who you try compete with. It was a trip to remember.
Some of the SANCF youngsters applied to take part in the Mad Rock Renegade Tour - this is Sam Stainton's take on the trip...
The tour started with all the Gauteng people being loaded into a train. As we could not find seats together we ended up sitting next to some “interesting” people!! You could have bought anything on this train from nail polish to cheese. I’ll tell you one thing, even weeks later, it’s still fresh in my mind.
We arrived at three the next morning, stayed at the lodge and once awake set up our tents and hit Super Bowl. It was the most amazing experience having a one on one mentor session with Candice who tried to get me to onsite ‘Yellow Polka Dots’, when only a few days later Guy came and flashed it. I’ve never met someone so clever and so determined who exceeded all of our expectations.
Dylan Williams, now that was an interesting case, even though we chirped him so much about his sister’s stuff, he knows we still love him. Potty as well, he made me laugh, he found a rock which most of us had looked at, thought the same thing that he thought, and put it down. But not Potty, he has to take the rock and keep it.
On one of the first days Gillian and I watched crazy boys jump in and out of the icy water in the swimming pool. We got goose bumps just watching. Every night we had epic fires supplied by Ludi, Greg and Robin. But that was not the most epic part, watching these boys attempt to chop fire wood was entertainment on its own.
A few days later a few of us were left at camp while the others went to watch the soccer. We were all huddled around the inside fire while the commentator informed us that we were, in fact, listening to soccer, the ball is round and that winter is cold. That gave us a few laughs for the next few days.
The girls’ showers ran out of gas which meant queuing for warm water in the boys bathroom. I can only imagine how weird it must of sounded when Potty, Candice and I talking about different grips. We were our own little crowd and when new people came and pitched their tents anywhere near ours death stares where given.
Our last night, Gillian, Ludi, Kaleigh, Potty and I pulled an all nighter. This went extremely well as we woke up the entire camp sight playing the “in my pants” game and watching the sunrise. We where eventually told to go stand on top of Tranquilitas.
This tour was amazing and it would have never been the same without Paul, Illona, Warren, Candice and all the Renegades. From washing dishes to being classified as a belay bunny.
You guys are awesome never change. Thanks Mad Rock for the most amazing trip.
Love you guys… SammiJ
Ps. Have you guys figured out your nicknames yet?