Hey Big Bro!
Too bad you promised that brown-eyed girl of yours you would help her dad paint their house. It's great out here! The sun's shining; it's a cool seventy-two degrees; and the activities are fabulous. I never thought when we were campers how much fun the guys in charge of were having.
Now that I've got a few minutes of free time I'll fill you in on my wonderful summer so far....
When I got into town, I was met by Craig and Jenny Blevins. They run the camp. Craig is about three inches taller than you, but he has more of an athletic build, like me. He has hazel eyes and a weather-beaten face. Kind of handsome, I guess, even though he has brown hair (snicker). Jenny is lovely. Only about five feet and four inches tall, she has the most adorable green eyes I have ever seen. Her hair is long and blonde and she wears it in a pony tail most of the time. They look to be very much in love. At least, they act like mom and dad do when we go with them on vacation.
Anyway, I and Steve, Kevin, Jonny and Ace...I'll tell you more about them later...were picked up at the bus depot. We rode in the back of the camp's mini-bus for about an hour and a half, turning off the paved road and onto a rocky one where we were jostled mercilesly before cutting onto a dirt road. Stopping at a small cabin surrounded by others, we got off the bus and met the other counselors....we were the last to arrive.
Our first day here, since it was already late in the afternoon, we were given free reign until dinner. I went to my assigned cabin and found out Steve Robbins was my bunkmate.
Steve reminds me of Biff Hooper with his short blond hair and big, football player build except where Biff has blue eyes, Steve's are bright green. He's not as easygoing as Biff, but we get along fairly well. You would definitely like him. He is his high school's chess champion just like you are Bayport's.
After settling in, Steve and I left our cabin for a look around the place. We headed north into the woods. The trees are incredibly tall and the branches loaded with leaves. Must not have had that heavy storm we had last week with those high winds. I know the tree in our front yard took a lashing from that!
We hiked a little over an hour and found this nice rocky area overlooking the lake. The lake is on the state park, but the camp uses it. Maybe I'll get to do some exploring in my free time.
On our way back to the camp, Steve and I bumped into some campers. They weren't very friendly. One, a guy with long, straight, brown hair and brown eyes looked kind of familiar. I'd say he was in his late forties. I'm almost sure I have seen him somewhere. When it comes to me, I'll let you know. I just hope I remember before he and his compainion are gone. I hate when I can't remember stuff until it's too late to do anything with that knowledge.
The other camper was big and hairy. Literally! He had a long, bushy, brown beard and mustache and long brown hair. He looked at us with beady green eyes which seemed to little for his face. This guy was big! He was at least six and a half feet tall and well-built. Looked like he worked out more than Biff and me combined.
The big one actually growled when Steve backed into him. Steve and I had our backs to these guys as we were looking up into a tree. A beautiful Blue Jay had flown above our heads into it and we were looking to see if there was a nest. Steve backed up a couple of steps for a closer look and stepped on Hairy's foot. He GROWLED!
Steve apologized but Hairy didn't look happy. The other guy put a hand on his arm and led him away. They didn't say anything, just walked off. We watched them until their backpacks disappeared from view then headed back to our cabin.
Steve swears he left a book of his on the bed, but when we got back, it was lying on the table when we returned. Nothing else seemed to be out of place and there wasn't anything missing, so I teased him about the local ghost reading his book.
Jenny had told us the camp site was haunted. Things would be moved around and lights could be seen but when searches were made, the lights vanished. No trace of anyone could be found and no logical explanation has turned up.
Needless to say, brother dear, if I see those lights, I am going to find the cause of them. What's the use in being a detective if I can't solve a little light mystery?
At dinner, we were told the campers would begin arriving in a week. Five more days! I couldn't imagine what we would be doing for those five days, but from what I had been told, I'm sure we will be kept busy.
After dinner, Craig told us they will be making sure we know first-aid and CPR. Each of us will be responsible for six boys, aged eight to ten. My group will be known as the Badgers. At the end of camp, there will be an Olympics to see which group will be the summer camp champs. The parents are invited to the big event. Even you, mom and dad can come if you like.
I haven't seen any mysterious lights yet, but it's almost dusk now and I am going to go outside and look around for them. Steve's coming with me. He's a bit standoffish to begin with, but I think that is his upbringing. His parents are loaded and he was in a boarding school until last year when he convinced his parents to let him go to a public school.
Well, gotta run. I'll give take this by the office in the morning to be mailed. Have fun painting and tell the gang I said hi. I wish Biff and Tony had come, but Tony had to work and Biff got grounded for borrowning his mom's car without permission.
Give mom and dad my love and I'll write again later!
Joe
Too bad you promised that brown-eyed girl of yours you would help her dad paint their house. It's great out here! The sun's shining; it's a cool seventy-two degrees; and the activities are fabulous. I never thought when we were campers how much fun the guys in charge of were having.
Now that I've got a few minutes of free time I'll fill you in on my wonderful summer so far....
When I got into town, I was met by Craig and Jenny Blevins. They run the camp. Craig is about three inches taller than you, but he has more of an athletic build, like me. He has hazel eyes and a weather-beaten face. Kind of handsome, I guess, even though he has brown hair (snicker). Jenny is lovely. Only about five feet and four inches tall, she has the most adorable green eyes I have ever seen. Her hair is long and blonde and she wears it in a pony tail most of the time. They look to be very much in love. At least, they act like mom and dad do when we go with them on vacation.
Anyway, I and Steve, Kevin, Jonny and Ace...I'll tell you more about them later...were picked up at the bus depot. We rode in the back of the camp's mini-bus for about an hour and a half, turning off the paved road and onto a rocky one where we were jostled mercilesly before cutting onto a dirt road. Stopping at a small cabin surrounded by others, we got off the bus and met the other counselors....we were the last to arrive.
Our first day here, since it was already late in the afternoon, we were given free reign until dinner. I went to my assigned cabin and found out Steve Robbins was my bunkmate.
Steve reminds me of Biff Hooper with his short blond hair and big, football player build except where Biff has blue eyes, Steve's are bright green. He's not as easygoing as Biff, but we get along fairly well. You would definitely like him. He is his high school's chess champion just like you are Bayport's.
After settling in, Steve and I left our cabin for a look around the place. We headed north into the woods. The trees are incredibly tall and the branches loaded with leaves. Must not have had that heavy storm we had last week with those high winds. I know the tree in our front yard took a lashing from that!
We hiked a little over an hour and found this nice rocky area overlooking the lake. The lake is on the state park, but the camp uses it. Maybe I'll get to do some exploring in my free time.
On our way back to the camp, Steve and I bumped into some campers. They weren't very friendly. One, a guy with long, straight, brown hair and brown eyes looked kind of familiar. I'd say he was in his late forties. I'm almost sure I have seen him somewhere. When it comes to me, I'll let you know. I just hope I remember before he and his compainion are gone. I hate when I can't remember stuff until it's too late to do anything with that knowledge.
The other camper was big and hairy. Literally! He had a long, bushy, brown beard and mustache and long brown hair. He looked at us with beady green eyes which seemed to little for his face. This guy was big! He was at least six and a half feet tall and well-built. Looked like he worked out more than Biff and me combined.
The big one actually growled when Steve backed into him. Steve and I had our backs to these guys as we were looking up into a tree. A beautiful Blue Jay had flown above our heads into it and we were looking to see if there was a nest. Steve backed up a couple of steps for a closer look and stepped on Hairy's foot. He GROWLED!
Steve apologized but Hairy didn't look happy. The other guy put a hand on his arm and led him away. They didn't say anything, just walked off. We watched them until their backpacks disappeared from view then headed back to our cabin.
Steve swears he left a book of his on the bed, but when we got back, it was lying on the table when we returned. Nothing else seemed to be out of place and there wasn't anything missing, so I teased him about the local ghost reading his book.
Jenny had told us the camp site was haunted. Things would be moved around and lights could be seen but when searches were made, the lights vanished. No trace of anyone could be found and no logical explanation has turned up.
Needless to say, brother dear, if I see those lights, I am going to find the cause of them. What's the use in being a detective if I can't solve a little light mystery?
At dinner, we were told the campers would begin arriving in a week. Five more days! I couldn't imagine what we would be doing for those five days, but from what I had been told, I'm sure we will be kept busy.
After dinner, Craig told us they will be making sure we know first-aid and CPR. Each of us will be responsible for six boys, aged eight to ten. My group will be known as the Badgers. At the end of camp, there will be an Olympics to see which group will be the summer camp champs. The parents are invited to the big event. Even you, mom and dad can come if you like.
I haven't seen any mysterious lights yet, but it's almost dusk now and I am going to go outside and look around for them. Steve's coming with me. He's a bit standoffish to begin with, but I think that is his upbringing. His parents are loaded and he was in a boarding school until last year when he convinced his parents to let him go to a public school.
Well, gotta run. I'll give take this by the office in the morning to be mailed. Have fun painting and tell the gang I said hi. I wish Biff and Tony had come, but Tony had to work and Biff got grounded for borrowning his mom's car without permission.
Give mom and dad my love and I'll write again later!
Joe