Fat Camp

Sometimes I feel like I'm at fat camp.

As I've previously stated, I've been spending the majority of the past week and a half doing various actives from dawn to dusk; kayaking, abseiling, navigating our way through gale force winds (and you may/may not be aware of how FANTASTIC my natural navigation skills are…. That statement is dripping with sarcasm by the way...), socializing (which take a freekish amount of energy- especially when its about a 30 children under the age of 10- which of course feels like hundreds and hundreds- who showed up for our Camas open day on Sunday), raft building, coasteering (which sounds a lot more intense and  complex than it really is, you could just call it "putting on a wetsuit and climbing about on the rocks on an island") and etc etc.

So, when you combine the above with the fact that I'm only eating vegetarian meals here (YES, that's right I said ONLY vegetarian meals… honestly it's not as bad as it sounds. We actually eat pretty darn well here, we have some fantastic cooks amongst us staff. But, I must admit my meat tooth isn't being satisfied. BUT not to worry, I have a day off tomorrow so I'm gonna go and hunt down some meat! - not literally of course, I'm just planning on hunting down a restaurant/café that will serve me pre-hunted meat.) you may begin to understand why I feel like I'm at fat camp sometimes.

I suppose the difference is that I'm not at all going to feel guilty about binging on meat every time I go into civilization. 

Perhaps I should introduce you at least somewhat to these crazy people I'm currently living with.  There are 10 staff at Camas right now (there will be 11). We have 4 full time resident staff; Jon (Camas coordinator), Josef, Becky and Rosie. And we have 7 volunteers for the summer season; Linnea, Charlotte, Becky, Pete, Alice, Hannah (who is gone for the first month) and Myself.

So that’s the crew for the summer! Here are some pics of us vollys in our stylish gear lookin' pretty fine.

Important note: If I'm making Camas sound like a terrible place by describing it as a meatless, fat camp set in the cold 18th century that is not my intent. I'm having a fantastic time and am pretty darn glad to be here. Just saying. (Nor am I calling any of my collegues fat... I should probably clarify that one too.)