Annie who hosts Time Travel Tuesday, asks:
What is your favorite memory(s) from Summer camp?
Well I will be very hard pressed to share many favorite memories of summer camp as I don't remember much fun! I only went to camp two times in my life--
---the first time was to a Camp Fire Girl camp--and I think I was in 4th grade. It was overnight camp (for a week) and we rode a chartered boat to get to the camp as it is on an island in the Puget Sound. What little I remember, I must confess is kind of happy---I had a great counselor who read The Little Prince to us at night and made beautiful books for us as going home presents with drawings she did. I remember rest time each day and writing letters home--and getting letters from home. I remember the nettles I fell into-ouch! And the cut on the side of my arm from a rusty nail which I still bear a faint scar from. We also went on a hike and slept overnight in the woods--that was way cool. I guess it wasn't too bad and I don't remember being too homesick.
However........my next experience was Miracle Ranch Camp when I was going into 7th grade and I was terrible homesick even though I went with two good friends from school. My stomach was nervous all week about various things--mostly because it was a horse camp and my two friends were horse gaga and I wasn't. In fact they scared me to death. They still do! Not only did we have horsemanship classes every day--my friends drug me along on 6:30 am trail rides! To make matters really bad----I was assigned a mean horse. He was big...I mean, HUGE. He was shiny black, onery and had a mind of his own. He terrified me. His name was Gabe and this is what he looked like:
Beautiful, yes. But also S.C.A.R.Y!Anyway, that about wraps up my "happy" camp experiences!
10 comments:
It seems like either one loved camp or didn't. I don't think I could have handled horse camp very well either-lol! Horses make me very nervous up close. Thanks for sharing!
I love horses! Well, I think they are beautiful... and so sweet (at least the ones Izzy rides at horse therapy are ;o)
I am afraid of horses -- might have something to do with going riding with my mom and dad when I was little, and I was sitting in front of my mom, and the horse took off and she couldn't get it reined in. I don't remember how we finally stopped. Anyway -- they are so big and powerful they're frightening to me. It would have been hard to be there with horse-crazy friends when you're not that way. Seems like the folks in charge would have been more alert and given you a milder horse, though!
Oh Kim! Riding is no fun if you don't want to ride. I used to teach riding lessons.
Your first counselor sounds wonderful.
I'm having fun getting caught up on your blog, Kim! Loved the post about Austen and his birthday. I grew up with 3 brothers, but I'm still learning things about having boys. They are full of surprises.
Thanks for the tag! It looks like a fun one, and I will get to it as soon as I can.
I love horses...from a distance, lol!
They are very intimidating :)
Thanks for sharing your memories.
I enjoyed reading your camp memories! Brought back some memories for me.
I liked your camp memories.. sorry you didn't think they were all that happy.. I could have went to the horse camp while growing up, but I liked the idea of being on an island and doing the whole lake think over rideing horses and once I went to the camp it would have killed me not to go back year after year.
Too bad your 2nd camp experience wasn't fun! I loved camp. But I agree, horses can be a little scary!
I can see where horses would be very scary. I think they are so fascinating, but I've never ridden one. I also commented at Annie's blog that I never went to camp, so I'm enjoying reading everyone's memories. I think I would have been homesick if I'd have gone.
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