Claire and Emma's camping trip wearing rubber boots

[chrgehand]

It was summer, and Claire and Emma were on a camping holiday in Wales.

It was the evening, and they had just finished erecting their small tent.

"Finally, the tent's up!" said Claire.

"Thank goodness, I'm sweating!," replied Emma "and my feet are so hot with these boots on!".

The two girls were both wearing their brand new Hunter rubber boots, or wellies, as they called them. Claire wore black shiny ones, and Emma wore pink shiny ones.

"Let's enter!" said Claire.

The two girls entered their tent.

"It's so hot in here!" said Emma, "I'm going to take my boots off".

Emma pulled her pink rubber boots off, revealing her short pink socks. The smell of rubber filled the tent.

Claire left her boots on, and the girls played a game of Monopoly.

Midnight arrived and the girls decided it was time for bed. By now, it had gone much cooler.

Emma pulled her pink rubber boots back on and went to the toilet.

Emma returned "Time for bed", said Claire.

"It's gone much colder now, do you think we'll be warm enough in our sleeping bags?" asked Emma.

"It could get very cold at night, and my feet always get cold, I think I'll sleep with my boots on. They're clean", replied Claire.

"I was thinking the same, ok, I'll leave my boots on too" said Emma.

The girls stripped to their underwear but left their rubber boots on.

They climbed into their sleeping bags.

"This feels so strange, going to bed with my boots on!" said Emma.

Claire's shiny boots were squeaking against each other as she turned in her sleeping bag. "We'll be ok, at least our feet won't get cold".

The girls turned the light off and quickly fell asleep.

Claire woke at 6am. Her boots were still on, and her feet were sweating inside her black rubber boots. "You awake yet, Emma?" she asked.

Emma woke and immediately felt one of her feet was boiling hot, the other was a lot colder. One of her boots had fallen off during the night.

"My feet are so hot with these boots on; did you sleep ok in your boots?" asked Claire.

"One of my boots has fallen off!" replied Emma.

"Must have been all the tossing and turning you did during the night. Both my boots stayed on." said Claire.

Emma found her boot at the bottom of her sleeping bag. She put it back on.

"Let's get up now, looks like it's going to be a nice hot sunny day" said Emma.

The girls got out of their sleeping bags and went for a shower.

At 7am they were ready to explore the area.

Claire was wearing a white t-shirt, a short black skirt, and her shiny black rubber boots.

Emma was wearing a pink t-shirt, denim shorts, and her pink rubber boots.

The girls looked around. The sun was shining, it was already starting to get warm. "Let's head towards that stream" said Claire.

The girls walked for five minutes across the grassy field and arrived at the little stream.

"Let's walk through the stream, it doesn't look very deep" said Claire.

"Ok", replied Emma. "I'm glad we have our waterproof boots on, our feet will stay dry".

The girls stepped into the stream and the water went halfway up their boots.

They walked deeper into the stream and the water started getting a bit deeper.

"I hope our boots are going to be tall enough!" said Emma.

"I think we'll be ok" replied Claire.

They were in the middle of the stream and the water was almost up to the tops of their tall boots.

"I think the water's going to go into my boots!" exclaimed Emma.

The water was just one inch from the tops of their boots.

"I don't want wet feet!" said Emma.

"Don't worry!" said Claire, I think our boots will be tall enough to keep us dry...just", replied Claire.

The girls kept walking through the stream, towards the other side, water very close to the tops of their boots.

Thankfully, the water started to get shallower again and the girls emerged from the stream with dry feet.

"We were lucky!" said Claire.

"Where next?" said Emma.

Claire looked around and saw a river in the distance. The girls headed towards it.

When they arrived at the River's edge, Emma turned to Claire and said "Somehow I think our boots aren't going to be tall enough to walk through this!".

"Of course, it's a deep river", Claire replied,"Hang on a minute - I can see a piece of rope tied to a tree - that's our way across!".

Sure enough, somebody had tied a huge length of rope over a tree which was overhanging the river, providing a means to cross it.

"You've got to be joking!" said Emma.

"No, I'll swing across first" replied Claire.

"Please don't fall in" said Emma.

Claire grabbed hold of the rope and swang across and easily managed to reach the other side.

She shouted across the river to Emma "It was easy!", and threw the end of the rope back to Emma.

Emma felt less confident. "I hope I don't fall in. I don't want to get my new boots ruined".

Emma grabbed the rope wearing her pink t-shirt, denim shorts, and pink rubber boots.

"Here I go!" she said.

Emma started swinging across the river but all of a sudden she lost her grip, let go of the rope, and fell into the river. As she was falling she was wondering what would happen when she entered the water, would she be able to swim with her boots on?

Emma hit the water at speed and plummeted downwards, beneath the cold water. Her clothes immediately got wet, and she could feel the water enter her pink rubber boots and fill them up. She kept heading downwards.

Claire, watching from the riverbank, saw Emma go under the water. Claire knew Emma's boots would be filling with water and weighing her down. It had been twenty seconds now and Claire could see no sign of Emma surfacing. Claire was worried.

Without a thought for her own safety, Claire ran towards the river and dived in wearing her white t-shirt, short black skirt and shiny black rubber boots. As she entered the water, Claire could feel the cold water enter her boots, which made swimming harder. She swam towards where she thought Emma was. Claire thought about taking her own boots off, but she didn't have time. She dived underwater to search for Emma.

Emma was struggling to swim upwards, but her boots were filled with water and dragging her down. She started kicking her legs harder, hoping to kick her boots off, but they stayed on. She was panicking, She tried to swim towards the surface.

Claire managed to find Emma. Claire could see Emma was struggling. It was Emma's heavy boots. Claire dived down a little deeper and grabbed hold of Emma's boots and tried to pull them off.

Emma felt Claire pulling at her boots.

Claire couldn't get Emma's boots off. Plus Claire's boots were making her own swimming very difficult.

Finally, Emma somehow managed to reach the surface of the water and started gasping for air. She filled her lungs with air then slowly swam to the edge of the river.

Claire surfaced shortly after, and started treading water, which wasn't easy with her boots on.

Emma got out of the river, still wearing her shiny pink rubber boots. She sat on the riverbank exhausted.

Claire swam over towards Emma, and got out of the river, still with her boots on too. "What an ordeal!" she said.

"It was my boots, they were dragging me down!" replied Emma.

Both girls pulled their boots off. It wasn't easy, but they came off with a loud slurping noise.

They poured the water out of their boots and rested for an hour.

By now, the sun was getting very hot. The girls' clothes had dried out, and their boots were almost dry too. They put their boots back on.

"Where next?" asked Emma.

"Over there, towards the coast!" replied Claire.

The girls could see the sea, a mile away. They headed towards it.

Less than thirty minutes later, they were at the sea shore.

"It's getting very hot indeed now, I can feel the insides of my boots are so hot and sticky!" said Emma.

"My feet are hot and sticky too, shall we take our boots off and cool our feel in the sea?" replied Claire.

"I have a better idea!" said Emma and she rain into the sea without taking her boots off.

Claire followed her, and withing a very short time, the sea was deep enough to go over the tops of their boots and flood them inside with cool water.

The girls felt the water enter into their rubber boots and felt an instant sense of relief.

"That's so much better!" said Emma

"Let's go deeper" said Claire, "but be careful, don't go in too far, remember we have our boots on, and it's very hard to swim wearing them".

The girls walked in deeper, up to their chests. Emma's boots, shorts and t-shirt was soaking wet, as were Claire's boots, skirt and t-shirt.

"This is fun!" said Emma.

The girls walked in a little deeper, until the water was neck-height.

Than, all off a sudden, a large wave approached and swept the girls off their feet. They started swimming, trying to keep their heads above the water.

Both the girl's rubber boots were filled with water and making swimming harder.

"Kick your boots off!" said Emma to Claire.

Claire tried kicking her legs harder, but her boots stayed on.

"Try to swim to the shore" said Claire.

"I'm trying", replied Emma, "but the waves are too big!".

The two girls were swept out further towards the open sea.

They kept trying to swim inshore, but the waves were so strong and their boots felt so heavy.

Claire dived underwater and tried to pull her boots off. But the water in them created a suction and she couldn't get them off. She surfaced again "I can't get my boots off!".

Emma dived her head underwater next and tried removing her own pink rubber boots, but hers wouldn't come off as well.

By now they were half a mile out to sea, and the waves were taken them even further out.

A huge wave crashed over them, and the two girls plummeted under the water. Emma looked around and could see Claire, her short black skirt floating up to her waist, and her black rubber boots weighing her down. Emma swam over to Claire, underwater, and started tugging at her boots, trying to pull them off.

Emma tried but was unable to get Claire's boots off. Claire, underwater grabbed hold of Emma's pink boots, and tried to remove them, but she didn't succeed.

Thankfully, both girls surfaced and gasped for air.

"We can't get our boots off, we're going to drown!" said Emma.

All of a sudden, they felt a strong current pulling at them.

"Oh no!" said Emma.

The two girls could feel an undercurrent, pulling them towards it.

Claire's skirt was pulled off.

"My skirt's fallen off!" Claire exclaimed.

Emma felt the current pulling at her legs. Suddenly, she felt the button fall off her shorts, and the current quickly pulled her shorts off.

"My shorts have been pulled off!" said Emma.

The current was getting stronger now. It was pulling at their boots.

"Let's hope our boots get pulled off too!" said Claire," I can feel the undercurrent pulling at my boots".

"I can feel my t-shirt coming off!" said Emma. Sure enough, the current was so strong now that Emma's pink t-shirt fell off, revealing her pink bra.

Next, Claire's t-shirt was pulled off, revealing her white bra. "My t-shirts come off too!" she said.

Emma was left with just her pink rubber boots on and her pink underwear.

Claire just had her white underwear and black rubber boots on.

The current was very strong now.

"I think my boots are going to fall off!" said Claire.

"Mine too" replied Claire, "I can fell the current very strongly pulling at my boots!".

One of Emma's boots slid halfway down her leg. Then she felt her other boot fall halfway down her leg.

"My boots are falling off!" said Emma.

A few seconds later, both her pink rubber boots were pulled off her feet, revealing her pink socks.

"Both my boots have come off!" exclaimed Emma.

"Mine are still on" replied Claire, "But the current's pulling so strong now, I just know they are going to fall off".

Suddenly, Claire's left boot was pulled right off her foot. She was left with just one boot on very briefly.

"One of my boots are off!" she said.

Then, very quickly, the other boot fell off, revealing her white socks.

"My other boot's fallen off, now we are free to swim!" said Claire.

Both girls now minus their boots were just able to swim from the strong current. They somehow managed to reach the shore and they lay on the sand wearing just their waterlogged underwear and socks.

They just lay down, exhausted.

"That was an awful experience!" said Emma.

"Let's hope it's never repeated" replied Claire.

They heard footsteps.

They turned around and two male lifeguards were there, who gave them towels to wrap themselves up in.

The girls sat there in the sun for half an hour chatting to the lifeguards, telling them everything that had happened.

"That's why we always say don't go near the sea wearing rubber boots", said one of the lifeguards.

As soon as he said that, amazingly, Claire's waterlogged black boots and Emma's pink boots were washed up on the shore!

The girls looked at each other, giggled, picked up their boots, and then the lifeguards took them home.

[wornoutwellies]

Sleeping in wellies is great! Would loved a sniff off their boots!