Monday, August 25, 2008

End of Summer

Well, the Summer ended.  My dad picked me up yesterday.  Superweek was super and well, I'm sad to be home.  I miss drinking Genny Cream Ale, making dogs, burgers, chicken, raiding the new campers and just chillin' on the hill.  Next summer will approach, but hey, its time to be home.  

But we can all plan for next summer.  Send your ideas.

Thursday, August 14, 2008

Grillin'

We had more than burgers and dogs. We did lots of chicken, salads, etc.  Of course, we had lots of bug juice or gop: good 'ole piss.  

Camp ruled the world.  For some kids it still does, but sadly the summer is drawing to a close. That means, SuperWeek is pending.  We go to Cooperstown, Action Park (Well we did. Its closed these days), Slob Landers, and lots of other cool places.

More about that soon.

Monday, August 11, 2008

Damn that Cookout

We used to row out to the dam, which was at the end of Rock Lake.  FYI: Rock Lake Rocks.  Anyway, we would have a BBQ @ the Dam and say Damn that cookout.  We would make burgers and dogs.  One day Larry, our leader tripped over  a boat and broke his ankle at the Dam.  Hence the damn that cookout.  But we had a grand 'ole time.  

Wednesday, August 6, 2008

The Olympics

Softball.  Genny Cream Ale is a great beer.  Of course, I think it sparked the problem, I have with girls named, Jennifer.  They are always beautiful, but crazy.  I guess that's why I drink Sierra Nevada these days...

Almost time for Superweek in camp. We would go to Action Park and someone would get hurt...  I guess that's why the place closed down, too many injuries.  We would go to Cooperstown and have our banquet and a big party.  But, camp was so cool, every week was Superweek.

Tuesday, August 5, 2008

You can't beat the Hill

Yeah, Chappy was the best place I ever went too.  It wasn't band camp, it was better.   We had spaz olympics-where we made campers run races blindfolded, drink horrible mixes of juice and other disgusting things. We had the regular olympics. I still have my Gold Medal from when I drove in the winning run in the softball game.  Nothing beat just chillin' in the leanto and drinking Genny Cream Ale.

Monday, August 4, 2008

Chappy

Chappy is short for Chappegat.  It means beaver in Lenni Lenape.  Chappy at one time was its own camp within TMR. Eventually, it became part of Kunatah, the Brooklyn Camp.

I miss the days running down Chappy Hill.  I bet everyone else misses running down the hills in their camps....