Ahh memories of Ferryboat Night!  This was back in the day of Old Chanco, we counselors were clever back then finding ways to further wear out the campers for evening program!  The Chanco musicians would lead the campers walking down to Scotsman's Wharf ('single file, people!')  It was there campers would see the old dilapidated warehouse and bar of 'Bluegums' fame as they walked onto the wooden dock to the ferry. Creepy. One could see the dark merky water lapping below through the spaces...was 'Bluegums' waiting underneath? continue reading »

I would like to take the time to recognize a person who is a cornerstone of Chanco history. He has been a part of the camp and then conference center for years. He actually has the longest consistent involvement with Chanco with the exception of probably Charlie Hughes. His influence spans several decades and he has touched the lives of Chanco campers, staff members, parishioners in every convocation within our diocese, and far beyond.

 Bill Taylor started coming to Chanco as a camper/conferee in the early 1970s. He quickly gained a reputation as easy-going and fun-loving and was one of those kids who seemed to have found a true home among the people and programs at Chanco. This was the time in his life when he heard the guiding voice of God. Inspired by the clergy and community he experienced, Bill answered the call to devote his life to Christ as a clergy in the Diocese of Southern Virginia. continue reading »