Another summer, another camp
This summer I went to Beaver camp once again. Early that Sunday morning I woke up with butterflies in my stomach because I knew that I was going to one of the most beautiful, fun,crazy,religious places I know! Just like last year, me and my friend Makiyah were put in the “Spruce” cabin, my other friends who are actually twins got separated from me and Makiyah and went to “White Pine”.
Getting settled in with strangers who you’ll be sharing a cabin with for a week isn’t as bad as it sounds. It’s fun to meet new people, with common interests.
During the days we’d constantly be doing activities that I was comfortable with and totally out of my comfort zone with, that was the fun of it though. The days would consist of all camp game(s), swimming/boating,challenge course, and REKT. Each day we’d get breakfast,lunch, and dinner including two snack times.
One of the best things we do at beaver camp was a thing called Night game, it’s where you and your group compete against other groups and try to find clues and go from station to station to figure out the questions. The night game we played wasn’t interesting or caught my interest but I still played and basically lead my group. Throughout this whole time of the game I was generally irritated and annoyed, but in the end it ended up being one of my most favorite activities. I ended up coming out with a deep cut on my eye because I was running through the woods a lot,scratches on my knees and hands because I was on them constantly throughout the game.
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Another activity I loved was Day trip. Early in the afternoon three cabins including mine were taken on about a 10 minute wagon ride to this place called eagle rock I believe. Once there we hiked down and along a steep hill,climbed across and up Little Rock’s. Once settled on the rock one cabin at a time balanced across a stream. Once over the stream you either had the choice of going rock climbing or repelling. Makiyah my friend I mentioned earlier, pressured me into going repelling off a 85ft rock. Getting to the edge was hard for me, I couldn’t wait to get to ground again. While on the way down I got a burn from the rope on my left wrist.
Now I told you about my favorite activities, let’s get to my least favorite.
One of the worst things at beaver camp to me was swimming and boating. I don’t like swimming because that gets my hair wet and I have to re-do it and changing back into a sports bra while wet isn’t easy! Boating isn’t that fun either, I don’t find joy in tipping canoes and struggling to get back in, this year I actually managed to get back into my canoe, last year well, let’s not talk about it.
My least favorite activity and the one thing I was dreading the most was camp out. The fact that it’s a 45 minute canoe ride there and back scares me, luckily camp out and day trip are on the same day so I got to ride a wagon there. At “The rock” where camp out was, it was beautiful when we arrived, a nice breeze, not too hot, and the smell of fresh chicken and vegetables filled the air because dinner was fajitas! At the rock kids went swimming, sat in their social circles and gossiped, sat around the fire, and played games like “down by the bank” and “Mafia”. The night ended with a beautiful fireside, songs sang by Pastor Chris and best of all a popcorn cooking competition. Pop corn was delicious and put me to sleep.
That’s not the part I dread about camp out, the part I dread was the canoe ride back. Last year I got PTSD from canoes because me and my friend Riley got stuck and almost tipped. Luckily this year my friend Makiyah steered and the TLT for my cabin Auroa was the power house while I slept in the middle on our camp gear. Drifting on and off in a canoe during sunrise is the best thing ever.
All together camp this year was another memorable one! Funny memories were made like when I had left my pants at the beach near the volley net and I had to get dressed on the beach with no pants on while a cabin was playing volley ball, I changed behind the canoe rack while my friend Makiyah held up a towel. Or when we ran away from the “police” during game night. Having short summer crushes are always fun and exciting.
Camp means so much to me because you get to connect with old friends or even make new ones, you get to be around people who love god and worship Jesus Christ as much as you do.
Beaver camp is really a place to grow!
