I thought I had a great life; fancy college degree, cool job, lots of snowboarding, backpacking, rafting, mountain biking, BBQing, loads of cool friends, a house with a fire place and stairs, a ‘station-jeep-wagon’, long term love affairs… everything anybody ever wanted. Then I was introduced to Copper Creek Camp and what turned out to be my empty shell of a life changed forever.
My camp experience began in the summer of 2000. That first summer I learned more about myself than I had in the 20 years prior. Encouraged to tap deep into my quintessential self I was afforded opportunities to climb trees, capsize canoes and sleep on the ground, force-feeding the expansion of my talents and comfort zones in more ways than I can list. I was even allowed to help mold and shape young minds, develop future leaders, and share my love for the outdoors.
I must’ve done a good enough job because they kept giving me more and more to do, and kept letting me come back for the next several years until something unforeseen happened that would again change my life forever. One day in late spring, while I was innocently returning from the pool to help feed horses in the afternoon (I really liked driving the little tractor and, I suppose I like being helpful in general) I was introduced to a gorgeous, porcelain skinned, blue-eyed riding instructor with an outrageous foreign accent. We were married 5 years later. That’s right, I met my wife at Copper Creek Camp and I have Lauren, Becky and Craig to thank for bringing her into my life. You’ll have to ask her yourself what brought her to camp to begin with (everyone has their reasons), but I affectionately refer to it as ‘Operation Green Card’.
This year I am returning to the scene of the crime with brood in tow. I am so excited to be able to spend another summer with my Copper Creek Family, and am ecstatic to be able to share my favorite people with the campers and staff that have been so influential in my life.
So, that’s about enough of the ‘Meadow Meeting’…
This summer I hope to be found in some of the more interesting areas of camp, for instance, I am hoping that Craig will let me drive the backhoe, move some serious dirt around, and practice my “Redneck” skills.
Looking forward to meeting everyone shortly,