(Originally posted 12/20/2010)
I’m not sure how the idea of starting my own summer camp came to me. And perhaps it’s an idea that should have stayed only that. But, oh well, it happened. I had worked for seven summers at Camp Mondamin and loved every minute of it. But after seven summers I decided I was ready to do something else and so the idea of a travel camp came to me. And so for the next four summers I took kids on trips across the country and finally ending in a five-week trip to Europe using Eurail.
And so it was during those four years of traveling that I thought, wow...if I could make a thousand bucks being my own boss in a summer with just ten kids, think what I could do if I had a regular camp. Wrong thinking on my part, but by then it was too late to back out of my future plans. And so, around December of 198o I found 64 acres of land in Mitchell County, North Carolina (surrounded on three sides by Pisgah National Forest with the Appalachian Trail a couple thousand feet from our property boundary, and with a view of 6, 285 ft. Roan Mountain) it seemed like the perfect and most affordable spot.
And so, I made an offer to purchase... and went to my parents’ home for the holidays stoked to get started on this new venture and phase of my life. At this moment, I was not yet married to Bobbie.
I’m not sure how the idea of starting my own summer camp came to me. And perhaps it’s an idea that should have stayed only that. But, oh well, it happened. I had worked for seven summers at Camp Mondamin and loved every minute of it. But after seven summers I decided I was ready to do something else and so the idea of a travel camp came to me. And so for the next four summers I took kids on trips across the country and finally ending in a five-week trip to Europe using Eurail.
And so it was during those four years of traveling that I thought, wow...if I could make a thousand bucks being my own boss in a summer with just ten kids, think what I could do if I had a regular camp. Wrong thinking on my part, but by then it was too late to back out of my future plans. And so, around December of 198o I found 64 acres of land in Mitchell County, North Carolina (surrounded on three sides by Pisgah National Forest with the Appalachian Trail a couple thousand feet from our property boundary, and with a view of 6, 285 ft. Roan Mountain) it seemed like the perfect and most affordable spot.
And so, I made an offer to purchase... and went to my parents’ home for the holidays stoked to get started on this new venture and phase of my life. At this moment, I was not yet married to Bobbie.
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