We were mid-Camp Stimey meet-up when my friend E busted out with the most apt phrase of the day: “This camp doesn’t carry enough insurance.”
Let me back up.
A small but dedicated (and fabulous) group of campers met the regular cast of Camp Stimey at a nature center to hang out and cause a ruckus today. My friend E and her kids came as did my friend (and blogger) Urban Mama and two of her kids. There were supposed to be more attendees, but things came up (as they often do). We missed you and hope that you can make it to the next Camp Stimey meet-up.
We had a great time. This particular nature center is the best because they have a lot to do. There is a canoe and a hut, an area with old-timey log cabin furnishings, a play room with toys and small reptiles, and several birds.
They also have a large room set up to look like the outdoors, complete with pond (and live turtles and fish!), a bridge, animal taxidermy (I know. But the kids like it.), and even a cave for little guys to climb through.
There are no ropes or signs telling you where to go or not go, but it’s pretty obvious. You know, unless you tend to look at the world a little differently.
To my credit, I dropped my camera and ran to save him instead of taking a photo. So you will have to accept my artist’s rendition.
Just know that he was up high and far away.
It was REALLY disconcerting.
Of course by “save him,” I mean, “go stand by the cave entrance and start counting from one to three over and over to cajole him down.”
To his credit, he came right over and came down.
“I was being careful. I was keeping my balance,” he kept telling me. I didn’t want to yell at him because, really, it was not clearly marked that you weren’t allowed up there. But then again, I wanted to impress upon him that he had been in the wrong place. Poor guy. He definitely got the message, but I think he was a little confused.
Now aren’t you sorry you missed that?
And if you’re not sorry you missed that, aren’t you sorry that you missed the forced hiking we insisted our kids do?