Yes, and it was near midnight at this point, not completely dark but dark enough. More rain, hail, sleet, thunder, and all sorts of natural hazards, and youl find out more what happens in Part 41. Excellent write up Barber!

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=--5mZEtyl20

from earlier that week - before the bowling

I love you all. Thank you for being so retarted. I'm not even positive I'm the most ridiculous person of this group, which says a lot.

The holiday that had everything!  PART FOURTY TWO!!!!

The route down was tricky, treacherous and covered with danger from every side. It was wet, slippy and extremely difficult to actually walk down. I spent nearly all the time almost sliding down. I had to use my hands and arse to actually keep myself from falling to a nasty death. On the plus side, we still had not fallen prey to any moose's or bears that were after a quick feeding frenzy. The rain had stopped which was one advantage i suppose. As i mentioned earlier, both myself and Tom were in a very dodgy position. Whilst Drew, Eric, Matt and Sami moved ahead, we were left a little bit behind fearing for our safety. You see, every branch, every piece of stone, rock or tree, or grass that was being used to aid our descent, by the time it reached me and Tom had already been virtually pulled out of the ground!!! In simple terms because four guys had already used it to grip and hold, it became loose and some pieces of wood etc were no longer safe to cling to. We did not know this at first however. I remember slipping quite badly, but fortunately managed to grab a near by rock instead of falling down. I think between me and Tom we must have slipped or lost our footing about twenty times on the way down. Seriously, we were quite lucky not to break a bone or two. It was fortunate that we were there for each other to break each others fall. I certainly didn't have this in mind when i signed up for Norway. I had visioned great gaming, great company and loads of hot woman. Not a sausage fest descending down a mountain to a possible grisly end....

As we got further down it was quite nerve racking to see how many sheer drops there were. Quite simply, one mistake or slip and we would have been finished. Game over. No more SMK, no more Pro Evo, no more kebabs, no more ladies waiting below for Eric and no more Johnny cash...Speaking of the ladies Eric had seemed to go into another gear altogether. Clearly aroused by the potential opportunities that some ladies would present, he was having no trouble at all making short work of the climb down. Tom was finding it difficult for a number of reasons. The peril that we were in was obvious and our stamina was now fading rapidly. One or two times on the way down he actually got quite stressed for reasons that will remain between the two of us.... After slipping and sliding our way down most of the mighty mountain at long last i could see an end to the great journey. From where we were i have to say the views, now were out of this world. We could see the football pitch, the games venue and lots of other great scenery. It was worth it just for that moment. The trees had cleared and it was awesome. Also worth mentioning at this point that it was around 2.00 in the morning now and had taken us around 3 hours top to bottom. A great achievement. We were not quite there yet though....After we had hurdled our last fence and reached the road at the bottom, i think everyone was giving themselves a major pat on the back. We had braved the elements and achieved something we will remember fondly for years to come. The Gaff was ecstatic at the triumph and had "a few words to say" to the group when we had returned to the venue.

The Gaff had requested a group huddle before we returned to the Marius mansion. It was hard on Arbinder and Ali who attempted to greet us and congratulate us outside. We had to ask them to kindly step aside for a second or two. It was a great moment and one that will live long in the memory. Six guys had worked as a team and done something great together. The Gaff's speech was imense and we all took it in turns to have our say. My main point was how remarkable for us all to have done the climb and returned with no injuries or problems. A few scratches and battle scars were all we had to show for our efforts. I thanked Drew for his leadership skills and my fellow "brothers" one by one. It was a highlight of the trip and we were delighted. We may have been soaked, clothes may have been destroyed, but it was all worth it in the end.

Now we returned to the venue to be greated by two local ladies. Both quite young, both quite friendly and one of the two possessed a collosal pair of hooters. Now these jugs, breasts, titties were truly something to behold and it was hard to not look at them. Seriously though the girls knew Marius i think, and had bumped into Neil, Ali and Arbinder on their way back. They were both very chatty and we shared stories and jokes of our amazing Norway experience. One guy who seemed a bit overwhelmed by it all was poor Neil. He stood about two yards away from the big chested lady and did not take his eyes of her assets for about half an hour. No lie. The poor guy seemed rather attracted.   After a fun time chatting, we said our goodbyes and it was time to sleep for the final time. As the main hall was now empty, we all had to sleep in either the bag room or the entrance way. I picked the bag room option. The room of the legendary Gaff and Eric. We were also joined by Sami and Arbinder if i recall. It was cramped, but yet fun and amusing. Until Arbinder launched a pot noodle aiming for Neil, who was sticking his head through the little hatch. It missed and hit me instead!!! Man was i pissed. I had to sleep with a pillow and clothes stinking of Pot noodle powder!! Drew had plans to wind Neil up again.....

Part 43 - The final ever part - tommorow!!!!

Thanks to everyone for all your feedback and comments regarding my posts.

I hope you all enjoyed them and at least found a few bits amusing!  

Norway 07 i salute you.  

yes bruv, smashed it, was a awesome write up which encapsulated the whole trip.

There are so many more things that happened while Barber wasn't around..

Few other things which were left out but i'll recap in a single line - feel free to elaborate if you were involved;
1) Multiple WR's being made on Micromachines, trust me when you saw how much patience was put into that it was astounding.
2) Neil getting into the communal showers and not knowing if it was acceptable to look at everyone elses willy.
3) Eric losing his passport on the way back into the UK and having to anxiously wait to see if he was going to become a refugee!
4) Erics momentous snoring which lasted continually through the night.
5) The pub

Too sad it ended on part 43!
Should take longer (maybe until the next meeting )

It was great mr Barber!

I really hope I can make it to Holland and be part of all this party.

Great write up!  Captured the atmosphere of the mountain brilliantly... if "feeling no way" ever gets into a dictionary it should have a picture of us lot on top of that mountain!
For the record I'd taken my glasses off already as with the ridiculous rain I couldn't see a thing with them on anyway.  Luckily I could still see the ground ok for keeping my footing but well annoyed I couldn't get the best of the views towards the end!  Still well worth it though just for the experience of being there!

The WRs there in Micro Machines werent thats strong tbh, they were easier to make, i had some one tries and wasnt far off some. Interesting to see how far they could go there if more people competed

i think a write up that good should be copy and pasted together and put on a webpage (maybe added somehow to the site(s)?)

Hey John, sorry for the delay, but of course thank you for the great write-up of the Norway meet!

I'm already expecting 100 parts or more for the summary of the meeting in Holland...

Can you send us the link?

Harold, accept my friend request please!
I don't know how to see the pictures without being your friend