Blue Ridge Country - May/June 2017 - 11
FROM THE EDITOR
Facing page: Much of the family at Canaan Valley Resort State Park.
Above: Walking the beginnings of the Red Creek Trail toward Dolly Sods.
while a grandparent is cooing nothings into your ear.
For the elementary-school set: Lots of "Marco-Polo" at the pool, "sleepovers" at one of the other cabins, the inevitable arcade.
Middle-school types: Tubing on the ski slopes, Frisbee, dominating the hammock and, to their credit,
taking care of/messing with members of both the toddler and elementary sets, as well as of course dumping
them out of the hammock.
Twenty- and 30-somethings: Having enough to do
for their kids as to not have to be on parental duty all
the time; cooking good stuff to eat.
Semi-geezerly grandparents: Building their reputations as sentimental, doting persons.
But of course the everyone-togethers were the best
parts. The trek over to Blackwater Falls State Park to
take the hike to the waterfall. The hikes around Canaan from the cabins. Giant Frisbees throws. (Have I
mentioned that before? Could've been my favorite.)
Meals with everyone headquartered at one picnic table and talking all over each other.
We do an ample number of beach trips as well, but
it seems like in the mountains, you end up with more
Like up there on Dolly Sods with a campfire going
and the night closing in as camp cook Eric brought
his famous "schlop" to hot perfection with its combination of dried beans, spices, meats and chunks of
cheese. And then those people all going off to their
own personal sleeping situations: Three people into
their respective tents, one into a hammock, one under a fly and two just out there under the West Virginia sky.
The people back at the cabins wouldn't know what
they missed until we walked the eight miles back
down off the plateau to tell them.
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