Swampman

Waking early thursday morning by the front of the park, I heard Roderick asking a sleepy Pat to hurriedly get in his car. Supposedly, there was a medical emergency over by Weskodyne stage. Curious as to what was going on, and eager to get my stuff over there, I packed up quickly and threw myself and my camp into the car. Along the way, Brad explained some of the emergency to me. A man named Warren had stumbled out of the bush saying "help me, I need water!" He was bruised and bloody from insects and leeches and had spent the night submerged in the swamp to avoid the bugs. Apparently, Warren had heard our friend Darrel playing the electric guitar and followed the sound of it to meet us. Sean administered first aid to him, cleaning and bandaging the multiple leech holes left by a night in the swamp. He had slept underwater in the heart of the bug breeding area to avoid the swarming horse flies, deer flies, black flies and mosquitos.