Scout Master Award!!

That’s right, not just on one occasion but on both nights away on tour Charlie was found to sneak his way from his own sleeping bag into that of another unsuspecting boy at the first opportunity. Poor unsuspecting Stevie found himself sleep schnarkled on two separate occasions. Fair reward for the young man getting up to kindle the fire? Perhaps Charlie was hoping a fire of a different kind was due for some stoking!

Either way, for his open fire side sleeping bag switching schenanigans, Charlie wins our Scout Master award!

Charlie, Chicka, Chaz, Chuck, Chyep pyepyeow… this man of many names brings many things on tour with us. A season in Meribel running the Tres Valleys most prestigious establishment, the Cactus Cafe… a career detailed in the finer arts of scotch whiskey appreciation… and a series of backdoor contra deals that allowed this weekend to come to fruition.

This is a man who’s previous facial tidings could have sold him as a lumberjack. Who’s cunning linguistics have been known to finesse their way through Parisian complexities. Who’s passion for golf may see him sporting a set of ‘par 4s’ on the slopes. Who’s dedication to the St Kilda football club may draw a forlorn expression come September. And who’s propensity to purchase the smallest packaging available in whatever he is chasing confirms only his background in marketing.

For those wondering how he may know Bouch, they went to Union College at UQ together, had parent’s live on the same street on the Gold Coast, lived together in London, shared many a downhill run in the french alps, intersected travels in Amsterdam and New York, and after separate returns to Australia, have ended up next door neighbours in downtown Rose Bay.

Steeping in tradition, embodying everything that is ‘young fogey’, there is no man no more qualified to lead the tour, and give the speech when it comes time for the big dance.