Remember when ..
While
at camp I conquered the six peaks, received my boating, archery,
and canoeing licenses, and I completed the 2 mile swim. These are
things I can say with full confidence that I would have otherwise
never had experienced let alone been able to do by myself; even
today I am one of the few people I know that can steer a row boat
or a canoe. I learned the meaning of hard work and discipline at
Camp Hale and in many ways I came into my manhood at the camp. When
I arrived my first summer during the first session I was a chubby
little mama’s boy and when I left second session of my last
summer I was a lean, athletic, young man (how I managed to do this
with Ms. D’s cooking on the menu everyday is still a mystery).
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Boston
Globe's 1995 article - Still Hearty after all these years! Click
here to read more.
Barry
Brideau shares his images from the Summer of 1964 ( we think )
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I had
to be one of the luckiest kids growing up spending every summer
in the heart of New Hampshire on one the most beautiful lakes in
the state. Memories from Jody Collins .. Click
here to read more
The
impact of Camp Hale shows up everyday in my life. A letter
from Chris Cato ... Click Here
to read more
Remembering
eating dinner at the head table with Mr. Nick, Mr. Nat, and I can’t
remember who else but it was an unusually uneventful meal until
a bat decided to cruise the upper atmosphere of the dinning hall
just before desert.... Click here to read more
During
a recent trip to camp with my 7yr old, it rained. It rained
on the way up to camp. It rained all the time at camp. It
rained all the way home. It's even raining now!! Most
people would say "aaawwwww, it's too bad it rained", but
think about it, when it rains at Camp Hale is there anything more
beautiful than the sound of rain on the tin roofs of the lodges?
.... Click to read more
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