An Urban Boychick Takes on the Outdoors

Tuesday Suzanne and I are early risers in the group so it was no surprise when I bumped into her at the stroke of 6 AM at the coffee pot in the hotel breakfast room (my kind of camping breakfast!). Jen followed close behind and I soon found myself engaged in a scintillating conversation about their cats – and how to steal the bananas back from the table of Germans who were monopolizing them. Eventually Tom and Rob joined us and the Germans left, solving both our conversational and fruit challenges. We made plans to head to Peru Dock, from whence we would launch to Valcour Island. “Ahh, Valcour Island,” you say. “Isn’t that the site of a Revolutionary War naval battle?” Why, yes, it is. American forces under the command of Benedict Arnold (still a good guy at this point in the war!) managed to get shot to pieces by a superior British fleet before limping away. Like many Revolutionary War battles, the Americans didn’t exactly win but managed to do damage to the British by slowing...

Pre-trip Every trip starts with a trip to get to the trip. Sometimes we travel together, but this time each and every one of us drove separately. I was held up at work and so my journey started a little later than planned which led to me having to slog through afternoon rush hour. I covered only 50 miles in my first two hours of driving – ugh. Eventually the road opened up and I cruised through the forgettable landscape of central Pennsylvania. I had hoped to make it to New Paltz, the site of many fond if fuzzy memories from years ago, but given the traffic delays I made it only as far as Scranton, which left me five hours of driving to do on Friday. I got an early start and had no problem making it to my planned rendezvous with Jen (describing it that way sounds more suspicious than it was) on Friday at Peru Dock on the New York side of the lake. The plan had been that we’d leave my car at Peru Dock and another car at Kamp Kill Kare in Vermont so that in case of bad weather (whi...