Saturday was my first day off since arriving at camp almost three weeks ago. So, I was a little bit ready for time to myself. I woke up early, had breakfast, packed myself a big sack lunch, and got on my bicycle to ride into the park.
It took me an hour to ride the eight miles to Camp Mather which was discouraging until the woman at the General Store there--where I stopped for a strawberry milkshake--reminded me that the road from our camp to theirs is a 2% grade uphill the entire way and then I felt better. I rode to Hetch Hetchy, where much of California's water comes from, and then I rode home. The return trip, being mostly downhill, took only about half as long and required very little pedaling. I am glad the hard part was on the way there and not on the way back!
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jawa update -- day 1 at walton's grizzly lodge brought an 11-page fax telling us how much he hates it and wants to come home. follow-up revealed that he didn't want to sing some camp song that had something to do with barbie, and didn't want to go no the overnight. he is fine now, almost one week in, but josh fell in the lake while fishing.
say hi to all the brandeis kids you must be seeing at camp...
where is walton's grizzly lodge? i find the sheer length of the fax amazing and wonder what needed to be said in pages two through eleven that was not just communicated directly in page one. the barbie song i might just chalk up to summer camp life, but the backpacking trip resistance i can get behind because while they are at times part of my job i do not so much enjoy them either. oh, falling in the lake. how did that happen? fishing=usually not so rigorous an activity.
there are something like 23 BHDS students here this session, everyone from kids who were in kindergarten when my class was their reading buddies to the woman who answers phones in the office who i sent to detention my first year on the faculty, when she was in eighth grade. whoa. small jewish world...
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