Joel, Jon ed, Rong Jun and I helped tak wei to move some of the logistics to Braddell Westlake first as we did not have chinese remedial like the rest, as our chinese were all rather good. so we all took some stuff like saw, pa-rang, portable stoves and jerry can. so its was like everyone just chiong and took everything, other than the fully filled jerry can, so joel had to carry it alone. so we all left for Braddell westlake. when one hears this name, one tends to think, or have a feeling that this place is like paradise, fill with fine powdered sand, or whatever Jon ed's mom wants to describe it as. but the reality is that it is not 'Bridge to the West Lake', although it sounds like it, instead, it is a place that all of us dread to go to, or only me and joel + jerry can. background info: this braddell westlake place is situated just south of RI-JC, dilapidated abandoned school, foaming looking somebomb place, it is a place that 01 scouts like to hold more adventurous activities, like pioneering, backwoods cooking or NSPC preps. yap, this is where we dudes do stuffs like these. ok, so back to the main pre backwood activity, unfortunately, joel injured himself, so i helped him. it was really heavy that joel and i had to take turns every now and then during our trip from den to braddell westlake. before the activity even started, both of us foamed alr, literally and figuratively...
anyway zhi xuan called joel and we had to go back and helped the rest with the rest of the logistics. how did we get into rjc again? simple, we chiong in when some random rj girl was going out of the gate of course. but that random girl was going out when joel and i were halfway the overhead bridge, thus both of us really chiong all the way to the gate. thought that we could not make it, but luckily, a snap from Alvin, the gate somehow did not close, it remained open until we finally passed the gate, then it slammed shut. ok, let's be scientific, the gate door some screwed that was why. so we met the rest of you at raja block. saw 2 boxes but did not know what was inside, so i just opened the box that hiok was carrying and i got the surprise out of me, a chicken, not just a chicken, but a brown one, but not just a brown one, a living brown chicken one, yeah that one. the other box, which was carried by anurak, had many many birds known as quail in it
wonder what was anurak thinking of, with this weird expression printed on his face...
little quails...
so we made our way to braddell westlake once again, but with excitement this time, as we were going to watch chicken and quails being decapitated, and we were also told before hand that each and everyone of us had to try, experience purposes. the idea did not really scared anyone, as we were all still happily camp whoring...
am i even suppose to upload this type of picture?
god the second
after collecting the tinder and kinder, we started making different methods for laying fires: francis' group did tepee, hiok's group did pyramid while kenneth's group did cross-ditch which was almost the same as tepee, only that the hole i dug was not just a hole, but a cross shape hole. it was too deep so it was not as efficient as what it was supposed to be.
tepee
fail cross-ditch
after we were done with the set up of fires, yan zhi decided to demonstrate the killing of chicken instead of kumaran as he would be late. yes, it is Kumaran, dont refer him as Sir, or Mr, as that was what i did, and zhi+the vtls were laughing their head s off, and Kumaran told me to acknowledge him as only Kumaran. ok, so zhi held the poor chicken by its legs, surprisingly, it did not struggle then, until when its head came off, ok almost came off, then it shook really badly, not because it was in pain or anything, but it was just 'a natural reflex'. hopefully.
before the killing...
while killing...
after the killing...
didnt upload the video as it was too sick + violent+ holy bomb...
everyone of us screamed like crazy when we saw the 'natural reflex' of the chicken, after that zhi promptly de-skined the chicken, but with difficulty as he did not killed it fast enough, thus the chicken muscle was not relax, so very hard to tear it apart. after that we started the fire until Kumaran came. every groups' fires were da bomb big, da imba.
tepee in the making
who is that dude scratching his 6 packs?
while everyone was busy setting up fires, jack, zi heng, ken lam and i went to refill the jerry can again. going there was a breeze, but coming back with the fully filled jerry can was a blast. zi heng and i carried until we reached the front gate of braddell westlake, we decided that we couldnt da han the weight anymore, so we gave it to jack. jack was able to carry it without any problem, but he was grimacing, so i asked jack whether he could still continue or not, and he gave me another lame answer : "i cannot... but Jerry can..." the three of us were speechless... -_-"
so Kumaran came, he demonstrated the fast and humane way of killing the quails, fast and furious, the quail became headless in a second, or two. we should cover the quail's sight to calm it a little, stoke its head whatever, just to calm it, so that after after decapitate it it will be easier to de-skin it, wow, cunning. the little quail fell for this, it looked rather calm and it made some weird sound that sounded like this "twitch twitch". beheaded chicken before his lunch everyday, experienced as he was, kumaran twisted the head of the little quail, *snap*, or *piah*, the little quail became headless. it did not have 'natural reflex' afterward, because 'it didnt know that it dies'. all of us looked at the demonstration in awe. as u can see in the picture below, the j1s looked awestruck.
so the first three dudes to behead the quails were kenneth, hiok yang and kenneth. all of them snapped quails' head with their manly fingers.
then everyone tried, except bryan, who refused to snap quail's head.
i had to kill two quails, likewise for anurak, chee yeow and zhi xuan. there were extra u noe...
after that everyone proceeded on to the cooking. roasted the chicken and quails, taste rather plain though, but nonetheless nice. my personal fav food was the egg, or half cooked egg. simply delicious. so i kept cooking the egg, it was really fun, u need to poke a hole on top of the egg to prevent the egg from exploding, which happened a lot in the pyramid's group. and waited a while, then it was cooked!
holy crap, look at the broken egg and the burned pineapple. but the pineapple rice was nice (:
the broc and carrot were soft but plain, while the egg below was i dun noe, solidifying?
one moment that was not captured in picture was the dough that zhong jun made. some bomb dua. he left it roasted until it some how looked like a big mushroom, like zombie mushroom in maple, yap, this is the perfect simile to describe, as mushroom-ish as zombie mushroom. the dough. one other event i could remember was that i throw one screwed up egg into the pyramid's fire and after a while, it exploded. but when it boomed, the pressure was so greatly accumulated that the pineapple lit was blasted 6-8 meters away. initially we thought that the pineapple exploded, but actually it was the egg, as there was only a broken shell left, and some cooked yoke on the burned firewood.
after this we quickly packed up and dug all the bio degradable materials into the hole we made. not the carcass of quails or chicken of course. anurak loved the box of quail's inner organs and feathers. he said that it looked very artistic, indeed it was, after i looked at the picture. i doubt i can upload the pic here, but if u want, u can go get from anurak.
after the act, we made our way to hiok's house, which hiok, u should go blog about it. u noe best.
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