Gretchen's Blog

OK, so the cabins were not so great. They were basically sheds with bunk beds built for young Boy Scouts. One of the other moms commented that they wouldn’t let their daughter sleep on the top bunk; fearful they would fall out and break their neck. That made my stay that much more enjoyable, every time Annaliese moved in the bunk above I almost jumped out of my bunk to catch her. We shared the “cabin” with another mom and her daughter and they were nice, frankly a little too nice because I felt pressure to be nice too. Not one of my stronger suits.

A loved the outdoor stuff. They had a fort that she loved to play in, stargazing in which she asked Ranger Dan tons of questions and he appeared to love answering. Her most favorite thing, canoeing, was NOT the most fun thing for me. She wanted to keep canoeing and I wanted to head for the dock. She was in front for “power” and I was in back to lead and steer. For those that remember, this had remnants of the infamous Platt River excursion years ago (wink, wink, nudge, nudge.) Thank god it was a small pond with limited time and resources.



Happy Trails!