Tuesday, August 7, 2012

Camp Joan - Year Two - Day Two - The Campers accidently join a college

I apologize for the wait for this post, but please understand that I was very tired yesterday. Why? Well...

We woke up and Theo went to basketball camp. Molly and I hung around a while, then we went to Indian Ladder Trail. The walk itself was pretty nice. Aside from a few death-defying slippery rocks, it was uneventful.


Then, we had to go up the stairs. All 110 of them. Allow me to illustrate this scenario:It's been a long walk, and you're tired. You've walked over rocks, saw salamanders, and were pretty close to slipping a couple times.  You can check it out on Molly's video at:



But you're almost done. The walk is almost over. You can get into the car and relaaaaaaaa-stairs. Stairs. Those encursed stairs. There are three flights of them. Close to 36 per flight. The first two were okay, but the last one was brutal. It was natural steps. Meaning, rocks were thrown down and you gotta climb them. There's no getting around it. You can't just go back the way you came because you climbed down stairs the way down. It was pretty bad. But, other then that, the walk was fine.  You can watch the trek at:

 

After that we went to the Tollhouse, an old ice-cream parlor/resturaunt. The food was good, but the Peanut Butter and Jelly ice cream was delicious. Our day proceeded and in about 15 minutes, we were at the College of Saint Rose. We signed in and then we walked around a little bit. After that, class began.


Class wasn't half bad. It was Day One, so we just went over procedures and a few vocabulary words that were thrown in. Safety, bring a notebook, yadda yadda yadda. You know the drill. The class felt about an hour too long, but that's just me.

After that, we got home, Theo arrived, we ate dinner (Tacos) and left for Mini-golf.

When we got there, Sara wasn't there yet, so Molly and Theo went on some paddleboats. If you wanted me to descirbe their paddleboatness, er, let's say Molly was a Battleship and Theo was the Britannica - the one that got blown up. One soaking boat ride later, Sara arrived and we started.


 
 
The Golf course was fun, I suppouse. It had the traditional easy-to-hard advancement, some water tricks, a frustrating hole that had 3 "levels" where there was 3 holes and if you hit it in the correct one it would take you to the bottom whereas everything else royally screwed you over, the usual. We had ice cream again, and then we went to bed.

Hey, if you went through that in one day, you'd be tired, too.

CAMP JOAN OLYMPICS:
Theo - 1 gold, 1 silver
Joan - 1 gold
Dan - 1 silver
Molly - 1 bronze
Marybeth and Miles - 1 bronze
NEXT EVENT - Packing Pac-man

QUOTE OF THE DAY:
"Well, that's eerie." - Dan, after trying a PB&J Ice cream

3 comments:

betty said...

Day Two of Camp Joan sounds like boot camp. Visually, it is a paradise. Theo and Molly had a grand time at sea, but I don't think I can call them "Old Salts." Your PB&J Ice Cream made my mouth water.
Aloha from Hawaii.

frankp said...

Go Golden Knights !!

Sara said...

Well if you joined St Rose, then you are officially "rosebuds". Welcome to the club.