Posted by: Logan Landry

This morning Trip Leader John Reisert woke up deep in the woods with the Wolves, but enough about him, camp today kept our cups full. And by that I mean it was absolutely scorching! Weather topped out at 93 degrees, pushing it into the territory of a true scorchah. The day started off relatively normal, with lunch bringing an announcement of George C’s loon, the swim across the lake AND back, and also a smattering of lacrosse badges for Melvin H., and Padraig M. We also were treated to an epic finger-fencing duel between Seth “The Willow Way” Brewster and Kenny “Don Duran” Duran. The winner of the decisive battle (of course Seth) was treated to an enormous Birch Rock cheer for his efforts.

Ladies and Gentlemen, the Wolves have landed. The second youngest age group returned from their 3-day Canoe trip on the Umbagog and the backpacking trip up to Baldface peak. They had an absolute blast! Both groups returned and immediately started competing with their stories about who had the better trip. The score, of course, was Fun-Fun. They de-prepped and then headed to the showers for a much needed washing. Their counselors were ecstatic. 

After lunch the temperatures peaked, and field activities retreated lower on the hill to reduce their exposure. Sprinklers were set up, and wiffleball was played through the spraying water. All the while, young Thor K. was rowed across the lake and braved the swim back, completing his duck! 

At dinner two interesting things happened, the first is that our oldest campers and LCs headed over to Arcadia for a cookout with their CTGs. They made fires and collaborated on cooking a delicious meal of pesto pasta and chicken. We traded camp songs, and a good time was had by all. The second, is that all the campers were invited by Don Duran to his Family Night. The mob boss called the meeting to deal with a few loose ends in the lodge. Campers ate raviolis and meatballs as chaos ensued around them. People were getting whacked left and right as Don Duran asserted his control over the BRC Family. All was good, grape juice was served, Nurse Paula prepared gatorade shaken with ice, and people were settling into the meal.Then, suddenly, the doors flew open: the FBI busted in, the Irish mob showed up right behind them, and the entire Dogpatch cabin was publicly executed in truly dramatic, gatorade-fueled spectacle. Just when it seemed like the night couldn’t twist any further, the truth came out, Charlie had been wearing a wire the whole time, the rat in the family, sitting there eating garlic bread wired for sound the entire meal. 

Best Cabin: Eagles Nest

Best Bed: Raphael S.

Super Camper: Graham F.