- You don't have to leave the building to take a crap, although the outhouse still works and nothing beats pissing on a tree.
- Eighty percent of the camp's power comes from the sun.
- There's XM radio, DirecTV and an analog phone (but for a touch of class, I'd like to replace the wall-mounted keypad unit with a rotary dial).
- The shower works and is quaintly stocked with shampoo bottles swiped from hotels.
- Mom made a beach. (It's getting bigger every year and the kids can spend hours dumping water on the rocks or relocating sand.)
- The Merrills own a barge. It seats 9 (or 1,420 lbs., but we don't weigh you before you board), has a horn, an iPod jack, and a depth finder.
- Aunt Judy's Endicott slate still paves the main walkways.
- There are always canned nuts and individually wrapped chocolates (Planter's cashews and Hershey's nuggets this visit).
- Every breakfast can have bacon, but it's not a requirement.
- Smores. Every. Night.
- There are no rules and you don't have to work, unless your mother continually reminds you that your father needs help. (We fell and recycled two trees between the camp and the lake. Shhh, don't tell my nephew Max, who fancies himself the Lorax.)
- Dad is still painting wildlife on rocks. (Adding to his "Welcome to North Lake" and "Welcome to South Lake" scenes, this weekend he conjured a moose on a boulder outside our neighbor's garage.)
Enjoy the slideshow. It took a hell of a long time to upload, so humor me and read the captions.
3 comments:
nice pics, especially the ode to Peter.
Very nice pictures. Quite entertaining.
Great pictures Rob, from beginning to end. Looks like a great visit!
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