1991

Jenny Belote Wells

I started my camp experience as a staff brat at age 6. My mother was the camp nurse for one, two week, session and my brother John (then called Andy) and I each stayed a week. I'm the youngest of 5 and all of my siblings had been to camp before me, so I was destined to become a faithful Alumni. I loved my first experience with my mother and couldn't wait to become an official camper.  continue reading »

Mason Pilcher

Raids, Love-raids, and Serenades

During the 7 years it takes to get from age 10 to age 16, a lot of things change in a person's life--so much more than changes in any given 7-year period of adulthood, or at least that's how it seems. One big thing that changed for me was my attitude, as well as those of the boys around me, towards girls. The first summer I went to camp, when I was 10 years old, the boys in my campsite and I presented a united front: girls were annoying and we wanted little to do with them. This was an easy stance to take, and in my own prepubescent infinite wisdom, I never imagined that I'd change my mind about it.

The first year I was at camp, when I was 10, my campsite (Luke II) staged a raid on a girls' campsite. This involved all of us waking up in the dead of night--probably really only at midnight or thereabouts, which seems incredibly early to me now, but would have been insanely late by the standards of an 10 year old with a 9 PM bedtime when he was at home. We then snuck down the path past the bathhouse, very quietly and with no flashlights at all. Once we arrived in the girls' campsite  continue reading »

Andrew Necci

Attended Chanco for 7 straight years, starting when I was 10 and continuing until the summer before my senior year of high school, when I was 16. Was initiated into Order Of Chanco in 1989, first year at the new camp. We had to have the big Indian Night ceremony in the dining hall due to the rain, but it was still pretty amazing. After that, Jr. High conference for two years, and Sr. High conference once.  continue reading »

Emma Ford

 I was 11 years old, and a chubby, pink-cheeked, dorky little camper with a weird English accent the first year I went to Chanco ('87) and was sooooo scared to have to stay overnight at this weird place in the woods where I didn't know anyone (the OLD chanco... just to date myself a little)  continue reading »

Mary Peyton

This is so exciting!  I have been thinking about Chanco and all the people I've known, and wondered where you all are, and what's going on, and how I can get back to visit, but I didn't know about this website until today!  I was a camper from 1987-1991, then was a sailing instructor with Will Cline in 1992, taught sailing and did some out trips (Mariners, Grand Adventure, New Horizens) in 1993 and 1994.  I think college (VT) stress got the best of me the last year and I got a "real job" over the summer.   continue reading »

Courtney (Costas) Robertson

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