I went to a few Boy Scout camps, but that was about it. The last one I went to, the camp allocated an entire Ski Natique to the Eagle Scouts since they had "nothing else to do." The only Eagles were me and my other friends, so we had the boat to ourselves for the whole week.
It was incredible... I can't count how many times I wakeboarded that week.
I went to Windridge Tennis Camp in Craftsbury Common, VT, a tiny, tiny village in the beautiful "Northeast Kingdom" of Vermont. Great memories of that place. It was 60% tennis, 40% more traditional camp activities. My first time away from home. Full of NYC kids like me. Summers of '92 and '93.
PROSA From United States of America, joined Oct 2001, 5530 posts, RR: 5 Reply 7, posted (8 years 6 months 2 weeks 6 days 8 hours ago) and read 5812 times:
No overnight camping, but I went to a YMCA day camp in Connecticut for two summers, when I was 8 and 9 years old. It was a fairly rustic place that emphasized nature and woodcraft. I have some pretty decent memories of the experience.
"Let me think about it" = the coward's way of saying "no"
DL021 From United States of America, joined May 2004, 11443 posts, RR: 78 Reply 8, posted (8 years 6 months 2 weeks 6 days 1 hour ago) and read 5797 times:
I went to YMCA Camp Pioneer near Mt Yonah in North Georgia (made leather stuff, shot .22s and went on a bear hunt with the State Ranger who tranked the animal so as to retag him), Camp St.Villa Marie, and old Catholic diocese camp for children near Brunswick GA, and I went to most of the Air France-run summer camps for employees children. Switzerland (Enney and Morlon), France (Morgat and Penne-du-Tarn), etc.
BCAInfoSys From , joined Dec 1969, posts, RR: Reply 9, posted (8 years 6 months 2 weeks 6 days ago) and read 5792 times:
I went to Cub Scout day camps, as well as week-long residence Boy Scout camps; Camp Brinkley and Camp Parsons, both in the greater-Seattle area.
I also worked as a camp counselor at Camp Lohikan in Northeastern Pennsylvania in the summer of 2001; when I was 18 (I'm now 22). It was fun being a counselor for a little while, but it was emotionally exhausting. And having 24 hour/6 days a week (only 1 day/week off) responsibility for that many young lives was quite intimidating. I started out being a counselor for a cabin of 11 & 12 year-old boys, moving to a 7 & 8 year-old cabin later in the summer. So to recap, was fun.. but for the amount of hours worked and the piss-poor pay, I wouldn't do it again.
Srbmod From United States of America, joined Mar 2001, 17298 posts, RR: 51 Reply 10, posted (8 years 6 months 2 weeks 5 days 22 hours ago) and read 5779 times:
Went to Boy Scout camps a number of years. Camp Rainey Mountain outside of Clayton, GA (In the middle of Deliverance Country). Went there with my troop from 1987-1991. In 1992, my Boy Scout summer camp experience was being on Staff for Junior Leadership Training. I didn't go to camp with my troop that year because I was in summer school making up a class. I went to Scout Camp as an adult leader in 1993 and 1996 (Woodruff Scout Reservation) and was also on staff for J.L.T. again in 1994.
Seb146 From United States of America, joined Nov 1999, 10783 posts, RR: 16 Reply 11, posted (8 years 6 months 2 weeks 5 days 22 hours ago) and read 5775 times:
Wouldn't it be funny if some people on this board went to the same camp and didn't even realise it?
I say that because I went to two different camps in three different years. One was in Central Oregon (I don't remember the name but nothing special happened there) and the other was about 75 miles from Seattle. Picture it: The Washingon Cascades, August 1988. 80 high school kids at a bible camp. Everything was quiet. Well, the boys were restless. We were going to sneak out. There was no where to sneak to but still, it was an open act of rebellion. We were young, what were we supposed to do? Word spread like wild fire (hehehe) and most of the girls decided to sneak out too. Lights out was 11PM so we scheduled the bust for 11.30 so our councelor would be asleep. Here it was, 11PM we were fully dressed under our sleeping bags. Our councelor had been showering. He came in, grabbed his glasses and left. He was still half wet.
We were wondering what was going on until someone pointed out the fire truck in the lot and someone else pointed out the sunset: TO THE SOUTH!!! At that point, I was packing as quickly as possible and our councelor burst into the room, turned on the light and told us to get dressed and get on the busses. We were evacuated in under 10 minutes! The councelors didn't even realise we were dressed until the next day. I got a ride with another church group going east and got another ride back home with a different councelor's parents. The roumer was my family had been told I was going to be home but that turned out to be false. So, here is the other councelor running up the drive to my mom screaming "He's okay! Nothing to worry about! Everything's fine!"
Lucky727 From Canada, joined Sep 2003, 602 posts, RR: 2 Reply 12, posted (8 years 6 months 2 weeks 5 days 22 hours ago) and read 5772 times:
Loved my time at Camp Kawabi back in the 70s on Big Hawk Lake near Haliburton (~200km north of Toronto). Learned to sail, waterski, canoe, archery, and made all those bizarre crafty things out of those old stubby beer bottles and popsicle sticks.
Now I'm part of an outdoors activity group that takes over a kids' camp in the same area for the last week of August every summer...lemme tell 'ya, camp is even more fun when it's 250 adults, and you can do whatever you feel like...still love sailing & canoeing, played 9 holes of golf for the first time last year...the only thing is the food - which is catered to an 8-year-old's palate. As everyone comes up totally kitted out (coolers, bar setups, coffee machines, small fridges, etc.) I threatened to bring up a George Foreman Grill or a small barbecue - 'cause that giant vat of tuna salad at lunch always makes me wanna barf!
UAL747 From , joined Dec 1969, posts, RR: Reply 13, posted (8 years 6 months 2 weeks 5 days 21 hours ago) and read 5760 times:
If you are a teenager, grew up around OK,TX,AR area, and you grew up in a Southern Baptist home, you went to Falls Creek. Now that I look back on the experience, I can't believe the hypocracy taught there.
Atco2b From United Kingdom, joined Mar 2005, 1114 posts, RR: 8 Reply 16, posted (8 years 6 months 2 weeks 5 days 8 hours ago) and read 5738 times:
I was with the Air Training Corps and we went on 'camp' with them. I went to RAF Kinloss and Lossiemouth and had a great time! A camp be defined as a place where your parents cant go, and where you have loadsa fun! Even if it is at an RAF station...
Hey, you want to go out for pizza and some sex? What, you don't like pizza?
LTBEWR From United States of America, joined Jan 2004, 12695 posts, RR: 13 Reply 19, posted (8 years 6 months 2 weeks 5 days 7 hours ago) and read 5730 times:
I went to Boy Scout Camp for 5 years 1965-1969 at Camp Altaha in Stillwater, NJ (Sussex County, on Spring Lake, now part of the Orange, NJ YM/YWCA camp system). Part of the camp had an old apple orchard so plenty of good cooking wood. I usually enjoyed it, except when your fellow campers strung food under your bunk to attract 'critters' (racoons, possims, and worst of all skunks). We hiked, fished, shot 22's rifles on the target range, swam, got credits on our merit badges, sung campfire songs, ate 6 days at the mess hall (ahhh, remember the chop suey special dinner once a week and government peanut butter at each table). One night a week we cooked our own meal, and our troop had a large covered pavillion with a hugh fire pit. Made some good meals there. Usually someone's father was our chaparone for the week for our troop. I remember the one year I learned how to swear and used the f-word to my mom...not a good idea.
In all it was a great experience, but sadly one too difficult to do today.
Theredbaron From Mexico, joined Mar 2005, 2075 posts, RR: 6 Reply 20, posted (8 years 6 months 2 weeks 5 days 7 hours ago) and read 5727 times:
I went twice to Camp Manison for 15 days in Friendswood TX ( like 40 miles out of Houston, the cool thing is that NASA was 8 miles from the camp entrance and a lot of Astronauts kids were there; I met David Scotts Jr (son of famous apollo 15 moon mission), and others that I dont remember (W. Shirra?) well It was so cool. I also have one of my strongest teen memories of my life the day Nixon resigned all counselors and everyone was crying like NUTS, and I couldnt fathom why all the fuzz?, later on I understood, but man, Do I remember...also I met Sarah Earhart, my first CRUSH/LOVE...
JoseMEX From Mexico, joined Oct 1999, 1539 posts, RR: 28 Reply 21, posted (8 years 6 months 2 weeks 5 days 6 hours ago) and read 5729 times:
I spent three summers (1978,79,80) at Camp Marist in New Hampshire. I had never been away from home without my family and my first week at Camp, while playing softball, one of my team threw the bat, it hit me right in the middle of my face and broke my nose. Quite a start, huh?
I must say that although the first couple of weeks were very difficult for me (I missed my family so much) I absolutely loved being there.