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Wordless Wednesday- Musical Theater with the wonderful Jackie!

 

 

 

 

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It’s A Hard Knock Life

Revolting Children

The Lion King

 

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Wordless Wednesday- Music at camp

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Throwback Thursday- Vespers service by Linda (Lindskog) Evarts at the old cedar tree.

circa 1960's???

c. 1960’s…early 70’s???

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Wordless Wednesday

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Opening Campfire

On opening night of each session, our campfires take on a little bit different plan. We take an “all camp picture”.  (We plan a special surprise for parents using this picture.)

All Camp Picture- Third Session

All Camp Picture- Third Session

We sing some really silly songs to get everyone laughing and having fun.

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You can’t ride in my little red wagon!

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Each cabin group gets up and introduces themselves. We like to know everyone’s name, where they are from and how many years they have been coming to camp. The winner of most years, by a camper,  was 9. This session we have campers and staff from: England, Scotland, Ireland, China, Japan, and Mexico. Oh, and Greenville, CA. :^)

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Then we sing some more silly songs.

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After all the introductions and songs, we all cross arms,  hold hands and sing “Taps”. Then each counselor gathers their flock and heads to the cabins for bedtime.

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Some Reasons Why We Love Camp- Becca and Emma D

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Emma D and Becca

1st Session – Vespers

Becca and I decided to write a little something this eve.

We thought it was something we could easily achieve.

We are two ladies that hold Coppercreek close to our hearts.

We are writing this poem in two different parts.

Line by line, we wrote down our rhymes.

On our day off, we were sure to make time.

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Here are some reasons why we love camp:

#1 It gives us an excuse to wear our trendy headlamps.

#2 We love to come up with fun ideas for dance themes – being rock stars isn’t as easy as it seems.

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#3 We both have a love for the high ropes course. Don’t forget to yell “zipper” so you don’t scare a horse.

#4 At the talent show, we get to display our silly side. We may sing, interpretive dance, or maybe even glide.

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#5 Capture the flag night is always a hoot! We get to dress up in our camo and neon suits.

#6 The campfire tradition at Coppercreek rocks. We love to sing about martians and a lack of socks.

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#7 Outpost night is a favorite night of ours, from not having lemonade mix to gazing at the stars.

#8 In the mitten, we have Great Lakes, but no Lake Almanor. If you’re lucky, on the lake, you may see a bald eagle soar.

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#9 Having cabins of girls is something we both adore, our daily life is never a bore, and as a bonus, we never have to listen to Ahmad snore.

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#10 Vespers is one of our favorite nights of the two weeks. We love listening to our peers, and taking in the stellar view of Keddie Peak.

Most importantly,

the friendship we’ve made stands far above our Top Ten List.

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During the year, our time together is dearly missed.

We just wanted to say that this place is very special and ever-so-fun.

Thank you for listening to our little poem – now it’s done.

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Proud Brave Free America- another Eric James Barger I original

Featuring Eric James Barger I and the Swamp!

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Wordless Wednesday

Wordless Wednesday

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

Trek 1989

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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