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Words For Wednesday!- From Oliver

The top 10 things I love about Coppercreek: 

By Oliver

1.) TAPS, because I get to go rock climbing at ‘The Loading Zone’

2.) Art and crafts, because I get to create things to bring home to my parents

3.) I love the climbing wall because I get to challenge myself on different routes

4.) Fishing, because if I catch the biggest fish in the pond I get to name it

5.) Horseback riding because I don’t get to ride horses at home

6.) Rifelry. If I shoot the shovel I get a ‘shout out’ at lunch. This is when you get a cheer from all of the counselors and I love that

7.) The counselors, because they’re so nice! And they tell really great stories

8.) Going to the lake. I love to wake board, water ski, and knee board. Knee boarding is fun!!

9.) The cabins. Other kids sleep there too and I like making new friends.

10.) Sutter, Becky, and Craig, because they run the camp so well

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The Big Five Recap!

Our Big Five activity programs have now been explained over the past couple months. Missed one? Here is a recap:

TAPs/Rock Climbing/High Ropes:

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The Equestrian Center:

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Water Sports:

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BMX/Mountain Biking:

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Drama/Music/Dance:

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These are just five of our big programs but there is plenty more to do at Coppercreek Camp!DSC_0972

Coming next on the weekend blog posts will be our teen leadership programs!

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Meet Tyler!

 

 

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Hi, my name is Tyler Murphy. I am from a place called Canyon Lake in Southern California. This will be my fifth year at Coppercreek Camp, my second in a row as a counselor.

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When not at camp, I currently work at Sports Authority and my dad’s business. My goal someday is to become a police officer. In my spare time, I like to get outside, play sports like tennis, and just hang out with friends.

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I think that the thing I am looking forward to most about going back to camp is just being able to be at Coppercreek again. It is just such a fun place to be with so many different people and activities that there is always chances to shoot some hoops, start up an ultimate Frisbee game, hit the low ropes course with your cabin, and so many other things to do.

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I’m a fun, adventurous person who’s gone scuba diving in Costa Rica, jumped out of an airplane, and taken a selfie with a llama in Maccu Piccu.

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Wordless Wednesday- Rock climbing day trip.

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Throwback Thursday- Sarah Margolis Pearce climbs Lone Rock

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Throwback Thursday- 2007 TAPS climbing trip.

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How I bravely became a Coppercreeker- Jess (2012)

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Jess (2013)

I first arrived at Coppercreek well after dark on a long day of travel. After my new friend and fellow counselor, Kathy, gave me her best possible camp tour in complete darkness, we headed to the girls’ shower house to wash our faces and brush our teeth before bed. As a novice Coppercreeker, I forgot to bring my flashlight to the shower house with me. While groping around in the dark, in an effort to find my way back to F.B.I.,  something terrifying happened. While walking down the hill, a large and terrifying beast ran past. In my haste to reach the relative safety of my bunk, I stubbed my toes no less than three times and then nearly fell flat on my face when I forgot  the F.B.I. deck was raised a few inches off the ground. At this point, I am sure Kathy, who was already waiting in the cabin, was giggling at my antics. Let’s be honest, I was a disaster. It wasn’t until I was safely tucked in my bunk, I realized the terrifying beast I ran from was not a ginormous mountain lion, or, the more fantastical theory in my head, Fluffy, the three headed dog from Harry Potter; it was in fact a deer, likely the same one that would continue to lounge in the meadow for the rest of the summer.

This story seems silly, but in many ways, it really sums up my first summer at Coppercreek. My first several days in camp, I was nervous, I was confused, and I was simply out of my element. I mean not only were we climbing up unreasonably high trees, but there were two different kinds of TAPS (Thin Air Patrol and the song we sing at the end of campfire), and people commonly sang (or in the case of Eric Barger I, screamed) songs before meals. If any experience truly showed me I was in for something new, it was my first shower at camp. Halfway through shampooing, I realized I was not alone; about eye level, directly in front of me, was a frog. I may have freaked out a little and after he fell in my shower caddy, due in large part to my failed attempt to scoot him out of the shower with my flip flop, I wondered what other creatures I would meet during the course of the summer. And, I certainly did meet many a furry creature, and several that lacked fur, in my time in The Galaxy.

During the third session, I had another run in with a water loving amphibian. While walking past the shower house, I heard the loud screeching tones of teenage girls in panic mode. When I went in to check on them, I saw that a frog in the shower was the source of the commotion. It was this moment that first made me look back on my time at camp. I simply scooped up the little guy and took him outside; no harm no foul. I think this is a visible example of the change camp can make in the lives of all the campers and staff. If we really throw ourselves into the Coppercreek experience, we are bound to be changed by the scenery, activities, and people. By the end of the summer, I was not only catching frogs, but I was singing along with everyone during dinner. I cannot wait to return for my second summer. I know, not only will I have an incredible time, camp will create a change in me that will certainly be for the better. And this summer, I will definitely remember my flashlight!

-Jess

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TREK- by Kate Isenberg: singer/songwriter, artist, animation graduate student, cool person.

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Trek 1989

Their faces peer out at me from my scrapbook. Lugging huge backpacks up a steep trail, performing feats even an ant would envy. Perched on the top of an outcropping of rock against the sunset.

Trek (1991) in the Trinity Alps

Trek (1991) in the Trinity Alps

Ceremoniously dumping water on each others’ heads. These are the faces of a group of people who have been a special part of my summers. We like to call ourselves Trekkies, but lately we have been confused with the Star Trek: Next Generations fans. That’s all right; we could just as easily be called something else: Galactic Grapes. Zoo Animals. We come from very different backgrounds, but all share the responsibility of watching out for each other and for ourselves. The program is called TREK: High Adventure Leadership Camp, an outgrowth of my beloved Coppercreek Camp, my summer haven. Four weeks of rockclimbing, caving, backpacking, and whitewater rafting.

Trek finishing up the rafting trip on the Trinity River.

Trek finishing up the rafting trip on the Trinity River.

It is an intensive lesson in tolerance and a development of physical and mental strength. Four weeks of living together, eating together, making no-bake cheesecake together. The demands are great, but the rewards are worth it. And the people are some of the most hilarious ones I have ever met. There’s Brian, who wears a plastic Gumby-doll, nicknamed Guacaman, around his neck and likes to stick his toes in my ear. Barbara, with whom I stayed up late into the wee hours waiting for the Cockroach People to come and get us. D.J., whom we almost killed for telling us that awful joke about the pink ping-pong balls.

I think about them often, now that I am too old to do the TREK program. Oh, the times we had! We waded through the snowfields to the peak of Sawtooth Ridge in the Trinity Alps and look down at the shimmering blue lakes encased in their rocky basins and the green meadows stretching away to join the trees. We inched through tiny lava tubes under the ground and prayed we were not lost.

Trek entering Labyrinth Cave in Lava Beds National Monument.

Trek entering Labyrinth Cave in Lava Beds National Monument.

We dared to challenge Hell’s Hole on the Trinity River and came out alive, even if we came out backwards. We graced the Weaverville supermarket with our Presence, wearing pillows on our heads to entertain the locals. We suddenly became possessed with an Inspiration to spit watermelon seeds at each other. Oh, the times we had!

Trek after a water fight at Captain Jack's Stonghold in Lava Beds National Monument.

Trek after a water fight at Captain Jack’s Stonghold in Lava Beds National Monument.

Among faces in my scrapbook, I can see myself–younger, but obviously me, with the same grin, same freckles, same old hiking boots. Here I am indulging my passion for fruit punch Crystal Light, reading The Little Prince on the trail, learning to see the humor in everyday occurrences while discovering the serious side in me.

Katie in the Trinity Alps.

Katie in the Trinity Alps.

What is the profound amidst the not-so profound? Taking the cooking gear well away from the lake to wash? Picking up that piece of litter? Not teasing Tim about his hair, which is always sticking up? Always remembering that you can make it up to the top of that rock, even if your arms are shaking like a sewing machine. These lessons of respect for the natural environment, tolerance for other people’s space and feelings, and a strong belief in the power of ME are the legacies of TREK. More than that, I find rare moments of complete peace with myself and my future while surrounded by the people, the beauty, the golden freedom of summer.

-Katie Isenberg

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Kate is also an accomplished musician. Please go to her Facebook page and enjoy her beautiful music: https://www.facebook.com/kateisenbergmusic.

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