The Super’s Summer Travelogue, Day 4

August 3, Camp

We arrived at camp Sunday afternoon in a heat index of 100 degrees.  By dinner time, you could feel it coming.  Before we had slathered butter on our second roll, people were rushing to close doors and windows in the mess hall.  It came up so fast, bass boats caught in the lake were struggling to make shore with thousand horse motors.  It blew heavy rain sideways, with we heard 70-plus mph winds, and before dinner was over the power was out – for 3 hours.  The evening’s opening ceremonies and camp fire were postponed.  The storm did usher in a week of beautiful, if windy, weather, which was great for those of us who love jacket weather.

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[Awoke to a beautiful morning and trundled down the aforementioned 70-some stairs to the lake front for coffee in the Round House before breakfast.]

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[The Round House contains copies of a family’s photo albums from previous years, and of course the Super immediately found one with Grandson Tom’s picture in it when he was a counselor.]

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[Then a short stroll before breakfast to see how camp was doing.]

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[At breakfast, we heard a tree was down at a next door property blocking the path that circles the lake.  It was.  The owner had it cleared in short order because circumnavigating lake walks are a big part of camp.]

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[Back up to the cottage after breakfast, the Super captured the 9 o’clock flag raising and kids singing “the birdie song.”]

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[Then let the day’s excitement begin with The Biddies crafting . . . ]

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[Then a little photographic housekeeping around our abode . . . ]

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[Then grab your book, head back down to the lake, watch sailing and the Super grilling the lifeguard . . . ]

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[Just let the good times roll.]

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[The boat catcher, ultimately he who would win the regatta, a grandpa who has the audacity to be in shape and paddleboard, and practice sailing . . . ]

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[And The Biddies worked up an appetite for lunch.]

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[Then we took a road trip back to Plymouth for supplies, past the Elkhart Lake fire station (for a town of 1,000?  for the Starks), past Road America where there was serious racing all week.]

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[Continuing past Road America to Plymouth, which was hit hard by the previous night’s storm. Trees were down all over town.]

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[Past the Plymouth cow (their Big Ole), and on to Vinnie’s, Plymouth equivalent (in a way) to Ron’s Warehouse.]

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[Back to camp for dinner with family and friends.]

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[Then back up top for the one-night-later opening night camp fire.  Then I was tired.]

Kilometers are shorter than miles. Save gas, take your next trip in kilometers.  ~  George Carlin  [We took the Super’s VW diesel convertible, which seemed appropriate to Carlin’s quote, getting 73 kilometers per gallon!]

Up next:  Camp all week.

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The Journey Begins Thanks for joining me! This is the follow-up to the original, “alexandriacardinals.wordpress.com,” which overwhelmed the system’s ability to handle it any more. Thus, this is “Part 2.” As the original was initially described: 10-26-07-4 “It all began in a 5,000 watt radio station in Fresno, California” . . . wait a minute, that was Ted Baxter on the Mary Tyler Moore Show! Let’s see . . . oh yeah, it all began in 2003 when retirees, i.e., old people, in Alexandria, Minnesota, who had no desire to become snow birds, went looking for mid-winter entertainment here in the frozen tundra of West Central Minnesota. We discovered girls’ high school hockey, fell in love immediately, and it remains our favorite spectator sport to this day. Initially, and for several years, reports on these games were e-mailed to those who were actually snowbirds but wanted to keep abreast of things “back home.” It was ultimately decided a blog would be more efficient, and it evolved into a personal diary of many things that attracts tens of readers on occasion. It remains a source of personal mental therapy and has yet to elicit any lawsuits. ~ The Editor, May 9, 2014 p.s. The photo border around the blog is the Cardinal girls’ hockey team after just beating Breck for the state championship in 2008. It’s of the all-tournament team. The visible Breck player on the left is Milica McMillen, then an 8th-grader – she is now an All-American for the Gophers. The Roseau player in the stocking cap I believe is Mary Loken, who went on to play for UND; and the Cardinal player on the right, No. 3, is Abby Williams, the player we blame most for making us girls’ hockey fans who went on to play for Bemidji State. *********************************************************************************** Photos contained herein are available for personal use. All you have to do is double click on any of the photos and they will become full screen size. You can then save them into your personal “My Pictures” file. They make lovely parting or hostess gifts, or holiday gifts for such as Uncle Ernie who wants to see how his grand niece is doing on the hockey team. If any are sold for personal profit, however, to, for example, the Audubon Society, National Geographic, Sven’s Home Workshop Monthly, Curling By The Numbers, or the World Wrestling Federation, I only request that you make a donation to the charitable organization of your choice. You have two hours and fifteen minutes. Pencils ready? Begin! **********************************************************************************
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2 Responses to The Super’s Summer Travelogue, Day 4

  1. jamig4 says:

    What?!? No video of the BIrdie Song?? 😦

  2. G. says:

    The 100 degree heat index would have done me in. Ugh!!! Didn’t you say there is no a/c at this camp? On a positive note — always love the photos of the colorful sails on the tiny sail boats. Looks like you guys are having a blast.

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