Pony Club Camp Pranks

Bedlam

Well-Known Member
Joined
1 May 2007
Messages
2,132
Visit site
OK - so we're now into PC camp season.

I have a week without daughter (used to that as she's at boarding school - although still miss her because she should be here as it's holidays) and a week without horse (will seriously miss the chestnut lunatic).

There are heaps of pranks they've been planning, some of them are extremely funny - as long as nobody has a sense of humor failure, and some I thought were a bit dodgy.

So, tell me the funniest thing that happened at your PC camp....?
 
I had a terrible loud, but quite infectious laugh as an 11 year old. On the first night of camp my campbed wasn't set up properly and collapsed, and we all screamed with laughter causing the rather sourfaced DC to come in and ask what was going on. Anyway pretty much every night after that my friends would adjust the legs on my bed when I was cleaning my teeth or changing or whatever as a joke, so that when I got into bed (however gingerly) it would collapse I would scream with laughter and then they would all laugh at me laughing....it got so bad one night that the DC came in and demanded I moved my campbed into her room and sleep in there as I was obviously the ringleader of all the frivolities! We were all horrified...and what made it worse was that I could hear all the girls in my dorm laughing about it through the wall for about the next hour!!!!
 
Ummmmmm...we had our camp at Bicton Farm, another PC had the stables at the arena, after a hunting talk, someone drove through the other camp blowing a hunting horn. Not me!

One year we had camp near another PC, a number of horses got switched over on the last night!

Another time the Guides had a camp down the road from us, oddly, one night all their tents collapsed.

Most Instructors are ****heads. I know, because I have been one on many occasions, kids aren't the only ones staying up until all hours;) At one camp (I think on Exmoor that time - I went to so many I forget) we were sleeping in a cow byre with a tin roof, our Instructors had obviously had happy hour (or two) and were running up and down outside beating the roof with sticks!

Then there was the occasion that we had a competition to see how many people we could get on top of a Capri (yes, that long ago!) we almost caved the roof in...I have photos of that one!

PC was such fun, I loved it.
 
Last edited:
HAHA loved PC Camp most of the week was spent figuring out who you would get off with at the end of camp disco.

One camp I do remember in particular was the associate camp think it was near Salisbury (there was a white horse nearby??) Anyway I'm guessing in previous camps there had been some trouble as this time we had all been put in a nearby hostel where they locked the doors at 10pm. Not to be deterred we climbed out our windows and sneaked off to the pub (we were 17 underage still but old enough to get away with it at the local!)

Trouble was getting back in later on, we couldn't remember which ones were our rooms, I think sheer dumb luck we managed to fall through the right one! Of course next day was x country day and I remember falling off aptly into the coffin. Good times!
 
I remember our instructor being on his gf posh eventer and saying if it refused this tiny log pile he would clean all our tack for a week. and it just slammed on its brakes. He spent the week cleaning tack...we didn't win the tack and turnout that year!
I've been to camp at stockland lovell 4 differant times with three differant horses and three differant pony clubs and ALWAYS been in the same stable and same room! Thats got to be a prank.
And we used to change the length of stirrups in the tack room when I was little!

Loved pony club want to do my instructor exams just to go again!
 
we used to put the sec in the water trough every friday lunchtime (knowing she'd have to go home and change ready for prize-giving!).
we used to play how many people can you fit in.... (porter loo was the most common, or a tent, or a caravn or a stable..) the record was 14 for a porter loo, minus sombody's thumb which got caught in the hinge and broken :eek:
thr girls and boys would try and force each other into the opposite tents and then call the duty parent

nothing nasty or really stupid, but it was fuN!
 
turning grey ponies pink using red food colouring was amusing for some and not so amusing for others .....
 
Oh god we had camp at Stonar Girls School with another pc :)
We shaved off this guys eyebrows off-his mum was furious!
Then we drank the DC's booze which we took from the fridge (cider?) and refilled the bottle with something of a simular colour ......wasnt my idea haha !!
Also took the matresses and almost killed ourselves sliding down the stairs with them
Did several prank phone calls pretending to be spongebob square pants
We would sneak the boys into our rooms-guys had one side of the building,girls the other.One year we had a guy living in our room the whole time and he hid in the wardrobe everytime the DC came in-she never knew!!

When I reached 15 I stopped going ,2 years later our pony club stopped getting invited hehe :P
 
Great stories.

Another time the Guides had a camp down the road from us, oddly, one night all their tents collapsed.

Our local scout camps tents werent too secure either....;)
 
HAHA loved PC Camp most of the week was spent figuring out who you would get off with at the end of camp disco.

One camp I do remember in particular was the associate camp think it was near Salisbury (there was a white horse nearby??) Anyway I'm guessing in previous camps there had been some trouble as this time we had all been put in a nearby hostel where they locked the doors at 10pm. Not to be deterred we climbed out our windows and sneaked off to the pub (we were 17 underage still but old enough to get away with it at the local!)

Trouble was getting back in later on, we couldn't remember which ones were our rooms, I think sheer dumb luck we managed to fall through the right one! Of course next day was x country day and I remember falling off aptly into the coffin. Good times!

HAHAHAH livingsky that's brilliant! really made me chuckle! :D
 
Now this is going way way back but in the year that Harvey Smith gave his famous salute to Mr Bunn, Chloe was at PC camp at the stables we helped out at.
Poor girl had her teddy stolen and hidden in the rafters of the barn. Lets just say she was very upset. I do hope she wasn't scared for life. :eek:

Horse life was so much more fun in those days ;)
 
Horse life was so much more fun in those days ;)

It seemed to be didn't it? And I can never remember it raining during school vacations when I was a kid either!

I was Secretary and one of those 'responsible adults/instructors' for several years much more recently and apart from 'coffee' in the evenings which we jolly well deserved, and needed, it just seemed like plain hard work for remarkably little thanks (but I still loved it), arbitration, getting kids/ponies organised, dressed in their own clothes, fed, into lessons, out to outings, herded up (spoilsports; H&S is dreadfully restrictive) etc, etc

Livingsky, PMSL here, are you going to say which PC you were at?;)
How does 4H rate in comparison?
 
Livingsky, PMSL here, are you going to say which PC you were at?;)
How does 4H rate in comparison?

Ok I was in Minchinhampton pony club but only two of us got to go on the associate camp. In fact I was working full time at the local riding school then and they paid for me to go, paid me a weeks wages and gave me a horse to take there. Still don't know how I managed that to this day!

4H very dull! Going back to UK next year so need to bother with it again :-)
 
Daughter is at camp now. At Lincolnshire Showground.

They usually run the DC's knickers up the flagpole - I'm sure they do a whole lot of other stuff that she doesn't tell me!
 
letting tent pegs out of all the tents when everyone was asleep. The usual water fights, dunking friends in water troughs, food fights. Daring someone to got round one of the helpers tent/caravan late at night and try not to giggle, make owl sounds etc. Im sure there was more but my memory is poor. Huge fun, loved camp and had even more fun when i helped and was in charge of one of the teams.
 
Going back to UK next year so need to bother with it again :-)

Ohhhhhh, for good? I kind of gathered there was something in the air. Is that good or bad? :(:)
Not sure whether to say sorry to hear that, or great news!!!

We never got into 4H, and PC is so different we decided against that here.
 
*cough* Well, our camp is a bit different - we have a giant marque in which 80 girls sleep and a smaller one for the 20 or so boys that stay...

At my last camp (about 2 years ago) one person put laxitives in the orange juice...! Most of the senior lot knew about it, although some younger seniors didnt :o

We also have put boot polish on someones face and emptied a pillowcase over them = feathers! :o

Umm, we also lifted one person who was still sleeping in her bed in the tent and put her in the middle of the sand arena :o was very funny :D

Mud fights, water fights, football with no shoes...!
 
Back in the 80's when I was at pony club camp we used to be at Tweseldown race course, us 'older seniors' used to tell ghost stories to the younger members, one particular story was about a phantom horse and rider who galloped along past the grandstand and you could hear the hoof beats coming up the track- I think said horse and rider had red eyes as well. Well late in the evening everyone used to congregate on the grandstand with the snuck in bottles of cider and the cheap fags, so one night a few of us managed to get our horses out of the stables and up the race course (at about 11pm) and galloped flat out back down the track, as we approached the grandstand all you could vaguely see were kids running like mad back to the safety of the race course buildings where we slept ! :p
One of my very good friends had a metal leg from the knee down due to polio as a child, you couldn't really tell that the leg wasn't real so anyone new who didn't know wouldn't know - well not until we'd left her spare leg in their sleeping bag :D
Mind you one night the joke was on us, a couple of us got woken up by the sound of footsteps LOUD footsteps, right outside the buildings, we quickly woke everyone else up in our room, grabed anything we could bash over the heads of anyone outside (including the above metal spare leg) and all bundled out the door in our nightshirts weapons at the ready to find half the british army marching through on manouvers - Tweseldown is also army training ground ! :eek:
 
Mind you one night the joke was on us, a couple of us got woken up by the sound of footsteps LOUD footsteps, right outside the buildings, we quickly woke everyone else up in our room, grabed anything we could bash over the heads of anyone outside (including the above metal spare leg) and all bundled out the door in our nightshirts weapons at the ready to find half the british army marching through on manouvers - Tweseldown is also army training ground ! :eek:

LOL bet that was a sight to see PC girls taking on the British army, were they surprised?

Enfys facebooked you rather long sorry
 
Tweseldown,Ponyclub camp. Oh god that brings back some memorys. Some bad , some good. I lost my first horse from colic at PC camp,(bad) I desperately tried to loose somthing else with susan P.(good). It was all arranged, we would sneak out on the last night and meet up. She was too tired, I blame the instructors!!
 
Mind you one night the joke was on us, a couple of us got woken up by the sound of footsteps LOUD footsteps, right outside the buildings, we quickly woke everyone else up in our room, grabed anything we could bash over the heads of anyone outside (including the above metal spare leg) and all bundled out the door in our nightshirts weapons at the ready to find half the british army marching through on manouvers - Tweseldown is also army training ground ! :eek:

OMG that is brilliant!!! Please tell me you continued your charge!

There was no PC in Chile and I'm begining to think I missed out on an awful lot!
 
Top