Greetings, readers. It is hard to believe that another Bear Spring Camps season will be over in just a few weeks. The last day of September is when the final group of campers go home. The next three or four weeks Ron, Peg, and the cabin boys do such tasks as take the docks out of the water, and winterize the cabins. If they have time, I suppose they may make a few minor repair to cabins that need it.
It seems like just yesterday that I told Rebecca that Bear Spring was open for the season. That was way back in mid-April. Never having worked there, I really can’t tell you if time to seems to drag or go quickly for the staff, but for the observer who only spends one week up there a year, this summer whizzed right by.
As I’ve said before, I will continue to go to Bear Spring for as many years as I possibly can. When my financial situation no longer permits it, I’m going to be quite sad. A treasure chest of wonderful memories are stored up in my mind for me to remember the rest of my life.
Thanks to social media, I’m now Facebook friends with a number of other campers who go at different times than I do. I like to see their pictures of the lake and of the different people that they hold so dear. It’s been said that in September when you come to supper bring a flashlight, it gets dark quite early. I only experienced that once, in 2000, when Dave and I went back for an extra week.
There’s a slight chance that I’ll bring someone with me next year. I know I’m getting way ahead of myself as usual, but as always, I over-analyze and over-plan. If it happens, I’ll think she’ll like it.
In two weeks, my favorite place of all time shuts down for its fall and winter nap. A month or two later, before the winter hits, Ron and Peg will head to sunny Florida. I cannot thank Ron, Peg, and their family enough for their hospitality over the years; as well as all my friends and family who have loved me. I can’t wait for opening day 2016.
Until Friday, take care, have a great couple of days, and happy reading.