Every Saturday, in the middle of a session, is the famous and so, so popular, Capture the Flag game. The camp is divided in half. The rowdies paint their bodies and disguise themselves in leaves while the less competitive participants choose roles in the game they find fun. Eric decided to put the spirit of the game to an original song at Campfire. We thought all those who have ever attended CCC would enjoy this video.
I recently started a registered charity called WriteUnite. It is essentially an initiative that aims to have all children from all walks speaking all languages writing under a common theme of ‘The Perfect World’ to produce one global voice. This project involves students from around the globe writing short stories (between 1-800 words), poems or descriptions or drawing pictures based upon a prompt which for the first project is ‘The Perfect World’. The contributions they produce will then be submitted to be published into a book. This book will then be distributed to children who have little access to reading materials and will also be sold to raise funds to support this distribution.
More information can be found on the website: WriteUnite
My name is Mark Paterson and this year I will be returning for my second year at Coppercreek.
Last year I spent all 4 sessions in Graceland. Was a very good experience and I am expecting more of the same second time around.
Since I left Coppercreek I have been in various jobs and travelled around a little bit. I am also a recent graduate of Sports and Well-being which lead me to getting my dream job at the end of February.
I come from a small town outside of Glasgow in Scotland. In my spare time I play and watch a lot of sports, mostly football (soccer). I play regularly with friends and competitively and I am hoping to gain a few trophies this year before I head out for my second spell at Coppercreek.
I am also a bit of a tech nerd. Last year I had nearly every bit of technology you could have such as laptops, iPads and iPods. This year I dont think will be much different. I do my own graphics design and have my own Youtube channel to post all my gaming on. This I enjoy doing as I find it really creative.
My first year at Coppercreek was exceptional. I met fantastic people, made new friends, lived a different way which changed me for the better and took part in new activites such as high ropes, the climbing wall, kayaking, riflery, capture the flag and many more while i was taking part in activities I loved such as football and basketball.
That has me blogged enough for the moment. Cant wait to see old and new friends this summer, peace!
Ever since Coppercreek Camp welcomed their first campers in 1965, every Sunday (when it isn’t an opening Sunday) is Vespers. In the picture above, Lynne is sharing a thought with the campers at the old cedar tree on the SouthEast corner of camp. The old cedar was harvested by loggers after the fire in September 1979 (a later story) against John’s wishes. He had to give in to make the salvage operation profitable and pay for replanting the land. Since then we have moved on to the ridge above the Staff House where we can see the sunset.
There is another huge cedar nearby which has taken the place of the Vespers tree for me. I go down there sometimes just to sit and think. I run my hand over the bark as the deep musty smell from the surrounding woods filters through the air. It’s a beautiful tree, still strong, healthy and tall.
The neighboring tree fell this winter, its base rotten and roots decayed. It must have been quite a sight to see and hear when this tree came crashing down in a furious winter storm.
There are only a few large cedars left at camp. I believe about five. The most famous one is probably the one that guards Campfire and casts shadows on the stage in the firelight. Almost five decades of campers have looked up at that tree every time they sat on the logs surrounding the stage.
They are like sentinels, their silhouettes rising above the canopy, keeping order in the forest and when they fall, I leave them to rest. Even though they are quite valuable as wood products, it seems right to let them nourish the earth and shelter the animals that make their home at camp.