Coopers Hill – May 25th 2009
So I am up rather early, and for a public holiday, it feels incredibly shit. But this isn’t just another normal weekend, I’m heading to go cheese rolling. For those that don’t know what cheese rolling is, it is basically a group of men or woman and they chase a block of cheese down a big massive hill.
So we get to the airport, as Suze and myself are hiring a car for the week and doing a southern england road trip. The hire car is pretty decent, a small little ford. It feels a bit weird to be behind the wheel of a car, and a car in London. But its not long til we’re on the motorway to get there.
We stop for a consumption of food, it was BK and it was god damn terrible. But it will have to do. Oh well. Back on the road, and its all smooth sailing til we get about 10 minutes from Coopers hill. Thats when we hit a whole bunch of traffic. Which was barely moving at all.
We get to the turn off and decide to take the first parking spot possible. Which just happens to be on a footpath and very illegal. But it will have to do. It takes us about 40-50 minutes to walk to the bottom of the hill. Where we see one race go down from there.
We then go to get a better vantage point, by going onto the hill. We got a pretty good spot, not right on the barrier but one person behind. We see one race go down, the first race in this vantage point. Its pretty hilarious seeing people run down and basically maim themselves in the name of a piece of cheese.
At one point during the race, the cheese goes flying down ourside. About a metre from the barrier and goes tumbling into the crowd below. That thing would hurt going at that speed, glad we were up just a bit more.
Its a pretty entertaing afternoon of spills and carnage. After every race, they pretty much had to postpone the next race due to all the carnage and damage that occured during the race as they did not have any ambulances on site and had to wait for one to return/arrive.
After the official races, they start doing unofficial races for all those that missed out, I decide after witnessing a few of the runs to get to the top to have a look and maybe run. The walk up is tough as. Its even worse with shoes that are pretty slippery. But I make it to the top and its a pretty awesome view from the top. I see some crazy stuff like this guy jumping head first down the hill.
After the shenanigans we went and drove down towards Oxford. We get there and park the car. Then go and meet Emma for a bit before grabbing some food at a nearby bar. With the cheap food, before getting ridiculously lost trying to find the camp site. Only to realise its hidden behind a camping store – I swear we spent a good few hours trying to find this place. And the reception is shut, but they’re nice enough to let us camp in the tent.