Wednesday, July 20, 2011


I know, I know. I've been MIA. I can't help it. Camp is a busy place. There is a lot to do and we work long hours. There is just no time to sit and write a blog. I'm sorry. However, I do find time to take lots of photos and collect tons of fun stories. Not to worry. It's that whole getting around to editing and typing where I'm having a rough time.

I have several stories in the works but I thought you'd like to see this photo to hold you over.

This is cove. It's the place right on the lake where all of us meet every night before dinner. It's where announcements are made, cheers are chanted, stories are read and camp fires are burned.

Are you a little jealous? Maybe in awe of the beauty?

You should be. It's awesome.

Wednesday, July 13, 2011


We have lots of traditions here at camp. Too many to name, really. One of the biggest is Spirit Day which is what most camps would call Color Wars. The campers are divided into two teams - green and blue. However, our leadership team dresses in yellow because we're the Yellow Jackets - aka the judges. Hence the lovely outfits you are about to witness. 

Another fun tradition we have are randomly timed handstands. More like Manstands!


Okay, boys. I'm going to count to 3...

Don't hurt yourself!

You're not the young bucks you once were!

Oh, Lord...


And when manstands get old the boys move on to front handsprings.

Doesn't matter if you don't actually know how to do a handspring. Just fling your body wildly through the air.

One hand, two hands...doesn't matter. Those are just details.

And 0/5 landed it. 

But I'm happy to report there were no broken wrists, ankles or necks. Just a few sore tailbones. No biggie.

Thursday, July 7, 2011

Odd Things Happen At Camp.

Sometimes at camp we get a little sunburned.

And sometimes that sunburn is in the shape of a lifejacket.

And sometimes its from wearing your bathing suit all day and sitting in a boat.

And sometimes the boys decide to grow mustaches. For no reason other to entertain themselves. 

I swear they're usually normal looking guys...promise.