Hot and humid and unable to sleep. Such is life in the New Hampshire woods. We are in the middle of green and white at the moment. Competition is rife and everything has been turned on its ear. The camp is divided into White Pirates and Green Gladiators: emotions are running high. So far I have competed in the swim meet, volleyball, the spelling bee (disqualified on a technicality: not saying the word first!!!) and staff soccer.

Apparently I am set for a kayak regatta tomorrow, should be interesting! At the track meet this morning I gathered a lovely collection of mid-sprint facial expression shots to be posted soon. Billiant.

The competition is pretty intense. Americans live for this stuff, they feed off it. It's quite incredible to watch; the passion, the fury. You begin to see rifts in the social structures and cattiness rears its head. Step up or step aside. Injuries are many and sympathy is rare. I love it but the end of this week will be warmly welcomed. Along with a well deserved ale or two...