This was my home for a week, northern white pine, mighty oak and sugar maple my neighbors. Bugs of every sort from deer flies and dragon flies to crickets, spiders and mosquitoes were (mostly) unwelcome guests. I was one with the entire ecosystem from treetop to rotting bug-filled forest floor.
My comfortable standard of city life with clean showers every day and relative inactivity left me apprehensive before the trip. How would I cope? Towards the middle of the week I found my stamina increasing and I really did not miss daily showers. At the end of the week I was sad to leave and looking at the picture above I am filled with longing.
At camp they say it's not the place so much as the people we are with that make the whole experience, and so it is in this instance. My three beautiful children, Valerie, Olivia and Noah brought their smiles and robust energy to the trees and the bugs and made this foreboding forest a wilderness of joy.
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