The first morning, Beth and I are, as always, first ones down to the lake. So, as is the tradition, I take her photo, sitting on the bench looking out on the sail boats.
The breakfast bell is rung at 8:00 – the first morning, with 120 campers, the line was out the door and across the patio! I stayed in the Round House for a while longer, sipping my coffee. As the week went on, that morning breakfast line got shorter and shorter . . . ha!
The camp office building is beyond repair – I think the original buildings are approaching a 100 years old. So, as with all institutions, over time, it’s time for a fundraiser to replace the existing facility.
So let the camp games begin!!
Paddle boarding his become a big sport . . .
So, guys, invite your lady friend for a ride – it appears Katie (about to enter 6th grade) has latched on to one of the three Normile brothers here.
It looks like . . .
It is . . . Katie and Will. 🙂
It was International Night at camp this year . . .
Somehow the supervisor remembered, and knew where to find them (?), this attire I had purchased in Okinawa some 40 years ago and had kept in a storage bin ever since.
We represented Japan, of course; Rita, Mexico; Katie, Spain; and Jami and Danny, “Tye-Land.”
General milling about among the people of the world . . .
Since nobody brought passports, there was some concern about the legality of all this!
But then the “administration” stepped in to try to document events in case a future defense was necessary . . .
Either that or Laura was just simply bemused . . .
Some times it’s best to just close your eyes to everything . . .
Or break out the professional camera for your own protection.
The supervisor and I found our “homeland.”
Tom and Raven were in charge of cotton candy. OK, I’ve never understood cotton candy?
The kids found another “Tye-lander!”:
The supervisor as photographer.
The Biddies . . .
Serialized . . .
In fine form.
Katie entered . . .
The jump rope contest . . .
Where she jumped . . .
Her little heart out . . .
She said she loves sports and plays everything! 🙂
The rest of Rita’s Mexican “family.”
Tom came out for a breath of fresh air . . .
And decided to boogie . . .
Not bad for someone who’s at least a quarter Norwegian! 😉
Then it was time for the re-scheduled camp fire. It got rained out the first night.
People congregate to . . .
To watch Tom (on the left with the torch) come in as one of the braves of Elkhart Lake lore.
The history of Elkhart Lake is read . . .
Beth and Rita wait patiently . . .
Come on, baby, light my fire . . .
And we’re ablaze!
Clap and sing . . .
The supervisor begins to ponder the arrival of mosquitos?
The darkness settles in . . .
The supervisor’s comfy in her Bug-A-Boo Bay sweatshirt . . .
Tom gives a thumbs-up from the totem pole!
And now it’s time for bed!