I was at Mystic Lake (no surprise there) for Winter in the Woods. And when I got there and was jumping around in the snow, and doing campish things, it reminded me of last year's Winter in the Woods. Where everyone got a case of the stomach flu. And after we had eaten lasagna and then gone out for night toboganning I was sitting on a pile of snow (fyi, I do NOT like it when people puke around me) and then after a few minutes of myself sitting on that pile of snow it was like someone had pressed a spew button and like a whole bunch of the pio's started throwing up ALL around me. And it was lasagna, so it gave the appearance of someone throwing up blood. And I was like, ok let me get away from here, this is nasty. I mean it was like 6 people, all under the age of 8. So they start to cry and I'm like let me get in line for the tobogan run. And then for the rest of that weekend there were kids that caught what their cabin mates had and were throwing up at odd intervals that weekend. One of them being my brother, apparently he was the first one.
But that was last year. This year it was much more fun. I had a whole bunch of people in my cabin that had come last year, and so I knew them, and people I didn't know I befriended them. And we did a lot of things that you couldn't do like anywhere else. We were told the story of Bruno and Black Max, cross country skiied, saw unexplainable tombstones on the back property and took a super long snow hike around the entire Mystic Lake in all of our snow gear through shin high snow for an hour and a half with ONE break. We also square danced. Did snaga, and snarchery. There are just so many things that we did that I can't even remember all of them. If I were going to tell you all of them this post would be super long, so I'll just pick a few of my favorite things. (wow. (music) THESE ARE A FEW OF MY FAVORITE THINGS)
Black Max
It was this story about this dog from the 50's. He was the dog of the custodian guy that worked at Mystic Lake then. And the dog would like mysteriously dissapear sometimes. For 3 days and then he would come back. But one time he didn't come back, not for 3 weeks. And then he did it again the next year, for 3 weeks. He was the camp dog then super nice and everything. but that second time he didn't come back for 3 weeks, he was mean, and he had lost an ear and an eye. He didn't like the campers anymore. And then one time he attacked a camper and killed him. So the executive director of camp told the custodian guy that he needed to 'take care of the dog'. So he went out on a last camping trip with his one eyed and one eared dog that he had since he was a little boy, and then after a few days he shot Black Max. And he made a tomb for him. A big pyramid thing, and then he left. And now where that tomb is, is the tree climbing part of camp. And when they were setting it up at first they tried to pry the tomb open, but that didn't work, they could not get it open, so they gave up. And then three weeks later one of the two guys that tried to pry it open was fishing and one of the campers cast back his line and it clipped one of the guys on the ear and ripped his ear right off. Just like Black Max. Then 3 weeks after that the other guy was at archery and an arrow stabbed him in the eye. He lost his eye, just like Black Max.
It was such a weird story. Then a counselor told us that this summer she had seen a black dog with one eye running around while she was at the dacks. And the way she was shaken up and was talking to us, you knew it had to be true. And so then after that I was laughing and using my flashlight to make hand puppets of a dog on the wall of our cabin and freaking out my friends.
So yesterday when we went on our hike we went past Black Max's tomb, it was completely destroyed, either someone or something had demolished it, or it just collapsed from weathering but it was destroyed. The pyramid had fallen apart. And there was a circle of rocks near it for the kid that he killed. And then this girl named Ana, threw a SNOWBALL at the broken tomb. In a time of 3 weeks or 3 days something bad might happen to her, because she just totally disrespected the tomb thingy. I'm most DEFINITELY not doing that. Or anything like that.
The Tombstones
We went on this adventure because it was one of our trails (activities), Adventure Club, so we put on our snow gear and went out because Ricky (the executive Director) drew a
Abbey Williams Eli Williams
1863-1885 1885-1887
(little drawing of a cross) (another little drawing of a cross)
They were wooden things that stood up, but they didn't look over a hundred years old, they looked actually kind of recent. Not like the last 10 years. But like they were at least 50 years old. Maybe they were over a hundred years old, maybe I had a bad eye. But thinking of what kind of weather we have had in the last 100 and like 20 years, I think it should have looked more weathered. You could clearly see the letters like they had been carved a little while ago. But don't get me, wrong it was still creepy. With the little green mold around the little crevices of the letters. Then we were like, was the foundation their cabin, did Abbey Williams die in child birth, or something?
CREEEEEPPPPPPPPPPYYYYYYYYY.
Cross Country Skiing
I found out that I LOVE Cross Country skiing. Even though last year I didn't really like it because it made my feet really cold, and they were the wrong size skiing shoes, and it was just not fun because after like 10 minutes I couldn't feel my toes. But this year was much more fun, because I was ready and my feet were only a little cold and it was kind of warm outside, so I wasn't cold inside my coat. There is a boat house that you have to get your stuff from and then there's a little hill you have to get up to get out onto the A-field where we would be skiing. So I was going up the hill and I was like the first one up, and I was having trouble getting up the little hill, it was slippery with the ice, and it took me like 5 minutes to get up, and there were like 10 senior boys behind me, and a few of the girls and I FINALLY got to the top of the hill and I was like YES! I'm SOOOO PROUD OF MYSELF! And then I went to go get onto the A-field, and I fell. Onto my back with my skis straight up in the air, and everyone behind me groaned. In those few seconds I found out that you have to be super skilled to get back up, and those skills I did not have. So I couldn't get up. And the people behind me were like, UGHHHH! GET UP! And I was laughing, and struggling and yelling back I can't!! I need help!!! And they were like, ha, no, I'm not helping you. And then I kept laughing until Kate, my counselor had to help me up. And then I fell a whole bunch more times, but I caught on, and learned how to get back up. The snow was so deep, and it engulfed the little tiny ski shoes. But my feet were so HOT! Like I swear they were on fire, so I kept going and we played follow the leader, and then we raced. And I was lining up for the race, but I had to turn around, so I was halfway around and they were like GO! And I was like 'oh guys! Wait up for a sec!' And I got all the way around and I fell on my face. I got back up and then I saw my friend Grace fall in the snow, she was like 'GUYS! WAIT UP!!! I'm STUCK! HELP! My foot is BACKWARDS! OWW! Guys . . .?! So I was like, ok Grace stop moving I'm coming to help you. So I helped her, and she pulled me back into the snow, and when we finally got back up they were all done with their race, so we just casually went over there. And we were like DUDES! We were STUCK! I was only halfway TURNED AROUND! And they were all out of breath, saying that they just HAD to win. And me and Grace were like, OH MY GOSH! But then we were laughing, and we played Follow the Leader back to the boat house where we slid down the hill and I was doing good down the hill until I fell that is. And I had to help my other friend Lauren get off her ski shoes. Which was really hard.
. . .TWO MORE. . . .
Square Dancing, the Hamster Dance, and Conight Joe (I think that's how you spell Conight, but it's Irish so I don't know.)
We were square dancing with the whole camp. Which you think would be really embarassing. It was, the first time I went there. It was like, REALLY? I don't do that kind of stuff, dude. But then you see everyone doing it, and the counselors do it, and no one looks at you funny if you do it. They only look at you funny if you DON'T do it. So I partnered up with my friend Brianna, and we square danced. The only people NOT doing it were the Senior Boys. (Those boys were mean, and annoying and I didn't like them, they ruined everything. Bums.) And since the seniors had to be in the same line we were stuck with them in our line just standing there. Looking stupid. So we were just trying to have fun, and they were messing it up, by just standing there, and not doing the Virginia Reel right, or blasting off and making the bridge right!!
We did the hamster dance and the Conight joe, the dances that I have memorized over the years. They were super fun, and I couldn't stop laughing, or burning calories. I was sweating and tired form laughing when I finally went to bed.
Scrabble In the Day Room
So we were waiting for it to be late enough to do reflections and then go to bed. And some kids were playing Scrabble, and I was reading my book. I was reading the Half Moon Investigations by Eoin Colfer. The guy who wrote Artemis Fowl. And I was reading it, and enjoying it, while listening to scrabble in the background. And this counselor comes running out and was like SCRABBLE?? So I payed attention to scrabble for a little while, the counselor Katelynne was super smart and was helping this camper Tovi with her scrabble. And I briefly told the story of my Hannah and I's AWFUL scrabble game with the words big, and hat, and butter and stuff. And then Katelynne asked me what book I was reading, so I showed it to her. And she looks at me, and says, I LOVE Artemis Fowl. And I was like, me too, it's my favorite series ever. And she goes, yeah, I kind of had a crush on Artemis when I was younger, I mean something about an evil genius and he's rich too, so win win.
And my mouth just dropped open, I was like, NO way. So I'm NOT one of the only ones!!
And then she went back to Scrabble and I went back to my book, the next paragraph was about someone in the vending warehouse named Art Fowler.
Wow.
So that was my still super long post about Mystic Lake!!
Delaney
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