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They were recorded with a highend handheld digital audio recorder known as an Edirol R-09HR. 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Patrick Greer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15374921182258377346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="16011097185079345433" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://campoldindian.blogspot.com/2008/07/thank-goodness-for-photoshop-and-camera.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;Ck8CRXg_eip7ImA9WxdWEkw.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24748434.post-1933467171212286491</id><published>2008-07-04T15:24:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-04T15:34:24.642-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-07-04T15:34:24.642-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="waterfall" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="video" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Camp Old Indian" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="creativity" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="photography" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Scoutcraft" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="exploring" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="walking" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="staff" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="merit badges" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="hiking" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Scouting" /><title>Blogging from Camp Old Indian</title><content type="html">&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3015/2637697020_249596a2e2.jpg" width="199" height="265" alt="IMG_0235.JPG" style="float:left; margin-right:5px;" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I don't currently have an Internet connection as I write this but I am taking a short break in the Trading Post conference room to&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;organize my media captures (audio clips, video tapes, photos, etc.) before lunch and the rest of the afternoon.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I arrived at Camp Old Indian around 7:50am and after grabbing my video camera, tripod and Edirol MP3 recorder I quickly headed to the central field where all the troops and staff were congregating for breakfast, flag raising and morning annoucements. Shortly after the flags were raised I meet Matt Kubler who had asked me to do the video for Camp after seeing the previous one I did for fun at the 2008 Staff reunion.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;After breakfast I set up my camera on the tripod, filmed a little bit in the center of the camp and then walked towards the shooting sports section. I filmed and recorded audio at the rifle range (wait till you hear the audio file on that one!) then the archery range and then I started going to other parts of the camp like the scoutcraft area, auqatics and then I walked to the chapel area where I rested for a bit to deal with a bad headache I have been having this morning.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;more time in field recording sounds, classes and walked around the perimiter road near shooting sports and looping around the Museum A's, Big Rock A's and back down to the Meadow for lunch.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;During Lunch I got some good footage of "Mail Call" and after lunch spend a good bit of time at the swimming lake filming a class in water safety. and later filmed a little bit in the nature lodge then back to First Aid, etc.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;At several times during the day I took breaks at the camp entrance seen in the photo at the beginning of this post. For some reason the picnic tables at the camp entrance was the only spot I could get a cell phone signal to check in with the "office."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I ended the day with attending the OA Dance Ceremony where I was able to film a little bit before the battery in my video camera went dead and then I headed home. On the way home I practiced podcasting by talking the whole way about the day into my Edirol digital recorder. Enjoyed meeting everyone there, the 2008 Staff and Campers in attendance this past week.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24748434-1933467171212286491?l=campoldindian.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/CampOldIndianMemoriesAndMusings/~4/3SvCw3QNnJ4" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://campoldindian.blogspot.com/feeds/1933467171212286491/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24748434&amp;postID=1933467171212286491" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24748434/posts/default/1933467171212286491?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24748434/posts/default/1933467171212286491?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/CampOldIndianMemoriesAndMusings/~3/3SvCw3QNnJ4/blogging-for-camp-old-indian.html" title="Blogging from Camp Old Indian" /><author><name>J. Patrick Greer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15374921182258377346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="16011097185079345433" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://campoldindian.blogspot.com/2008/07/blogging-for-camp-old-indian.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEQGSXYzeyp7ImA9WxdXFko.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24748434.post-2696301355898508559</id><published>2008-06-28T11:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T11:05:28.883-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-06-28T11:05:28.883-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="video" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="sounds" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="merit badge" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Camp Old Indian" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="creativity" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="experiences" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="teaching" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="walking" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="music" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="frogs" /><title>The sounds of Camp Old Indian</title><content type="html">&lt;p&gt;While I am set to record quite a bit of video next week at Camp Old Indian I will also be recording the sounds of Camp at the same time. Part of the purpose of writing this blog is to set up a check list of sounds I would love to capture;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;li&gt;The wildlife like the various kinds of frogs you can hear during the day and more specifically the early evening&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;li&gt;Merit Badge calls&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;li&gt;Rifle and shotgun shooting&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;li&gt;Announcements following the meals&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;li&gt;Troop reports as the flag pole&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;li&gt;Reveille (Hmm.... I may be showing up earlier than expected)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;li&gt;Scoutmasters, Campers and Staff chatting around the trading post&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;li&gt;Swimming&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;li&gt;The sounds of the dance and drums&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;li&gt;Dining Hall chatter&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;li&gt;I would love to capture the sound of rain hitting a tin roof but the odds are against me&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;li&gt;The sound of landscape machinery like the camp tractor&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;li&gt;The sound of shovels&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;li&gt;The sound of hammers, etc. in the handicraft shop&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;li&gt;Taps (I may stay later than expected unless I can convince a bugler to play special #'s)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;li&gt;The brush of feet against the main road gravel in front of the Trading Post&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;li&gt;An example of a class being taught&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'll probably use my Edirol R-09HR high end wav/mp3 recorder to capture these sounds as if they were being heard at camp and less pure if you get my drift. Any other ideas on camp sounds you would like recorded for possible inclusion into a video and/or archived separately?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24748434-2696301355898508559?l=campoldindian.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/CampOldIndianMemoriesAndMusings/~4/ZkXQvuOKYXs" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://campoldindian.blogspot.com/feeds/2696301355898508559/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24748434&amp;postID=2696301355898508559" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24748434/posts/default/2696301355898508559?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24748434/posts/default/2696301355898508559?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/CampOldIndianMemoriesAndMusings/~3/ZkXQvuOKYXs/sounds-of-camp-old-indian.html" title="The sounds of Camp Old Indian" /><author><name>J. Patrick Greer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15374921182258377346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="16011097185079345433" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://campoldindian.blogspot.com/2008/06/sounds-of-camp-old-indian.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUANQ307fCp7ImA9WxdXFU8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24748434.post-3949431383650998440</id><published>2008-06-26T16:40:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T16:43:12.304-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-06-26T16:43:12.304-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="video" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Camp Old Indian" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="creativity" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="computers" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="photography" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="work" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="reunion" /><title>Looking forward to a July 2, 2008 visit</title><content type="html">&lt;p&gt;I'm looking forward to next week, next Wed. to be exact. I will be spending all day, between 7:30am till maybe around 9pm at Camp Old Indian recording video, taking still photos and capturing audio for a short promotional video project I will be doing for the Camp this year as a service of my company. You may have seen &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2YnnxNMcJX4"&gt;my last video from the reunion&lt;/a&gt;.(I recommend clicking on the "watch in high quality" link when you visit that YouTube page. That video was mostly for play and this new project will be a lot more professional.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;One reason this has me very excited is I get to combine two things I love. Multimedia production and Camp Old Indian and ironically they are on opposite ends of the technology scale. Multimedia of course being on the high end and Camp Old Indian being on the low end (at least in regards to what one see on the surface and not counting the technology of any of the infrastructure.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;However Camp Old Indian and photography have always had strong ties to each other. If you visit the Trading Post at Camp Old Indian you will see photos that probably date back as far as the 40's and 50's and during the recent reunion one of the things put on display was photo albums of the Alumni in attendance. You can view both historical and current photos at the &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/groups/campoldindian/"&gt;Camp Old Indian group on Flickr&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hopefully I will see some of you next Wed. I may be hard to miss as I will be connected to some piece of technology like a video or still camera, tripod, my MacBook Pro, Edirol Digital MP3 recorder, etc. If anyone wants has any free time and wants to be my "roadie" I wouldn't complain! Seriously looking forward to a great time recording the uniqueness of Camp Old Indian and more memories.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;BTW, would anyone be interested in a Camp Old Indian podcast?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24748434-3949431383650998440?l=campoldindian.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/CampOldIndianMemoriesAndMusings/~4/CYG0Qz0H0gY" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://campoldindian.blogspot.com/feeds/3949431383650998440/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24748434&amp;postID=3949431383650998440" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24748434/posts/default/3949431383650998440?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24748434/posts/default/3949431383650998440?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/CampOldIndianMemoriesAndMusings/~3/CYG0Qz0H0gY/looking-forward-to-july-2-2008-visit.html" title="Looking forward to a July 2, 2008 visit" /><author><name>J. Patrick Greer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15374921182258377346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="16011097185079345433" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://campoldindian.blogspot.com/2008/06/looking-forward-to-july-2-2008-visit.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CU8EQX8zfip7ImA9WxdTGE0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24748434.post-7598583458344758307</id><published>2008-05-14T15:23:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T15:23:20.186-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-05-14T15:23:20.186-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="waterfall" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Camp Old Indian" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="relaxation" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="exploration" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="hiking" /><title>Waterfall Revealed</title><content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/14743807@N00/2464554609/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2232/2464554609_0bfdaafe1d_m.jpg" height="172" width="115" alt="Clear Waterfall" align="left" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In all of my years working at Camp Old Indian and previous years camping I never saw the waterfall in the photo you see hear. I had heard people talk about one and I think I even heard it but their was never a clear trail that led the way to it. Since I last worked at Camp Old Indian in 1989 and new trail has been created that goes around the side and to the back of the "third lake" which for all practical purposes is a swamp. The waterfall is part of a stream that feeds into the third lake and I'm glad my friend Ronny and I decided to take the short hike as seeing it was worth the walk and even going to the reunion. If you are familiar with Camp Old Indian is their something that has recently surprised you that has always been there but you were not aware of?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24748434-7598583458344758307?l=campoldindian.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/CampOldIndianMemoriesAndMusings/~4/wIb6ZLRFNQU" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://campoldindian.blogspot.com/feeds/7598583458344758307/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24748434&amp;postID=7598583458344758307" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24748434/posts/default/7598583458344758307?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24748434/posts/default/7598583458344758307?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/CampOldIndianMemoriesAndMusings/~3/wIb6ZLRFNQU/waterfall-revealed.html" title="Waterfall Revealed" /><author><name>J. Patrick Greer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15374921182258377346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="16011097185079345433" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://campoldindian.blogspot.com/2008/05/waterfall-revealed.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0EAQH8_eSp7ImA9WxdTEEk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24748434.post-1742748807952601592</id><published>2008-05-05T19:31:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-05T19:40:41.141-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-05-05T19:40:41.141-07:00</app:edited><title>2008 Camp Old Indian Staff Reunion Video</title><content type="html">Here is a video of the reunion I "slapped together."  I may do a "special edition" later but for now enjoy the memories!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, the credits are meant to be slightly humorous and not entirely literally so please don't get offended if your name is not there.  Hope you don't mind the slightly cheesy music clips and sound effects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt; &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/2YnnxNMcJX4"&gt; &lt;/param&gt; &lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/2YnnxNMcJX4" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt; &lt;/embed&gt; &lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24748434-1742748807952601592?l=campoldindian.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/CampOldIndianMemoriesAndMusings/~4/AkcN18_JWEg" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://campoldindian.blogspot.com/feeds/1742748807952601592/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24748434&amp;postID=1742748807952601592" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24748434/posts/default/1742748807952601592?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24748434/posts/default/1742748807952601592?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/CampOldIndianMemoriesAndMusings/~3/AkcN18_JWEg/2008-camp-old-indian-staff-r.html" title="2008 Camp Old Indian Staff Reunion Video" /><author><name>J. Patrick Greer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15374921182258377346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="16011097185079345433" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://campoldindian.blogspot.com/2008/05/2008-camp-old-indian-staff-r.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CE4BQXY6fip7ImA9WxZaGU4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24748434.post-5361217539708101295</id><published>2008-05-04T13:29:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-04T13:29:10.816-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-05-04T13:29:10.816-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Camp Old Indian" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="photography" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="fellowship" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="friendship" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="exploring" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="memory" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="camping" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="traditions" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Scouting" /><title>2008 Camp Staff Reunion Photos uploaded</title><content type="html">&lt;p&gt;I have uploaded two sets of photos from the 2008 Camp Old Indian Staff Reunion. The &lt;a href="http://flickr.com/photos/linkerjpatrick/sets/72157604875348242/"&gt;first set is of various people at the reunion and scenes around camp&lt;/a&gt;. The second set is a &lt;a href="http://flickr.com/photos/linkerjpatrick/sets/72157604883952271/detail/"&gt;photographic project intended to help preserve the staff leathers&lt;/a&gt; in photographic form. Some of the images did not come out originally so I am working on those with the original RAW files. Of course these images have also been added to the &lt;a href="http://flickr.com/groups/campoldindian/pool/"&gt;Camp Old Indian photo pool&lt;/a&gt; which, if you also have a Flickr account you can add your photos of Camp Old Indian as well.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;A few photos of note I would like to showcase are;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://flickr.com/photos/linkerjpatrick/2464819454/in/set-72157604875348242/"&gt;The waterfall behind third lake&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://flickr.com/photos/linkerjpatrick/2463988777/in/set-72157604875348242/"&gt;Tada! 2008 Reunion&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://flickr.com/photos/linkerjpatrick/2463986035/in/set-72157604875348242/"&gt;Twilight&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://flickr.com/photos/linkerjpatrick/2463988327/in/set-72157604875348242/"&gt;Chatting outside the trading post&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hope you enjoy these and many more. Sometime in the forthcoming week I plan on sharing a video I have put together as well. The video however will take a bit longer to put together but I have already started.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24748434-5361217539708101295?l=campoldindian.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/CampOldIndianMemoriesAndMusings/~4/Eg7Q6Rb23ag" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://campoldindian.blogspot.com/feeds/5361217539708101295/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24748434&amp;postID=5361217539708101295" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24748434/posts/default/5361217539708101295?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24748434/posts/default/5361217539708101295?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/CampOldIndianMemoriesAndMusings/~3/Eg7Q6Rb23ag/2008-camp-staff-reunion-photos-uploaded.html" title="2008 Camp Staff Reunion Photos uploaded" /><author><name>J. Patrick Greer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15374921182258377346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="16011097185079345433" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://campoldindian.blogspot.com/2008/05/2008-camp-staff-reunion-photos-uploaded.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;Ck8NQ34ycSp7ImA9WxZaGEo.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24748434.post-8848085536465999690</id><published>2008-05-03T20:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-03T20:14:52.099-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-05-03T20:14:52.099-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Camp Old Indian" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="photography" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="fellowship" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="friendship" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="exploration" /><title>2008 Staff Reunion: Meeting friends, recording memories</title><content type="html">&lt;p&gt;Just got back from the 2008 Staff Reunion at Camp Old Indian. In addition to over 70 photos I will be uploading and sharing to flickr I will have a video as well. I wasn't able send Tweets from Twitter of other Internet updates as my cell connection was non existent in that mountain hallow. I was pleasantly surprised to see my cabin mates, Ronny Franke and Rusty Bost as well as quite a few others who were not at the 2006 reunion. However it's late on a Sat. night. I'll post later when the photos and video are available online.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24748434-8848085536465999690?l=campoldindian.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/CampOldIndianMemoriesAndMusings/~4/C8WTypDwIx0" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://campoldindian.blogspot.com/feeds/8848085536465999690/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24748434&amp;postID=8848085536465999690" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24748434/posts/default/8848085536465999690?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24748434/posts/default/8848085536465999690?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/CampOldIndianMemoriesAndMusings/~3/C8WTypDwIx0/2008-staff-reunion-meeting-friends.html" title="2008 Staff Reunion: Meeting friends, recording memories" /><author><name>J. Patrick Greer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15374921182258377346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="16011097185079345433" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://campoldindian.blogspot.com/2008/05/2008-staff-reunion-meeting-friends.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0YCQ3Y7fCp7ImA9WxZaGEw.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24748434.post-8762579567088103774</id><published>2008-05-03T04:46:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-03T04:46:02.804-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-05-03T04:46:02.804-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Camp Old Indian" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="photography" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="fellowship" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="friendship" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="exploring" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="camp" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="memory" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="exploration" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="camps" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="weekend" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Scouting" /><title>Today is the day - 2008 Reunion</title><content type="html">&lt;p&gt;It's early Sat. morning on May 3rd, 2008 and I in the process of getting ready to head up to Camp Old Indian for the second official reunion. I'm in the process of updating this an other blogs and charging up the batteries in my &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/redirect.html%3FASIN=B000I1ZWRC%26tag=spinningsilk-20%26lcode=xm2%26cID=2025%26ccmID=165953%26location=/o/ASIN/B000I1ZWRC%253FSubscriptionId=0PZ7TM66EXQCXFVTMTR2"&gt;still&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/redirect.html%3FASIN=B000M4JDQQ%26tag=spinningsilk-20%26lcode=xm2%26cID=2025%26ccmID=165953%26location=/o/ASIN/B000M4JDQQ%253FSubscriptionId=0PZ7TM66EXQCXFVTMTR2"&gt;video camera&lt;/a&gt;. I'm going to try my best not to look overly "techie" in such a natural place but it means so much to be able to record images of the place and also memories via voice and writing drafts to this blog I can publish after I get back home this weekend. Hopefully I will see many of you there. I'm going to make this short as I need to do the usual "morning get ready" routine.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24748434-8762579567088103774?l=campoldindian.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/CampOldIndianMemoriesAndMusings/~4/grjNMFo3E-g" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://campoldindian.blogspot.com/feeds/8762579567088103774/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24748434&amp;postID=8762579567088103774" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24748434/posts/default/8762579567088103774?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24748434/posts/default/8762579567088103774?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/CampOldIndianMemoriesAndMusings/~3/grjNMFo3E-g/today-is-day-2008-reunion.html" title="Today is the day - 2008 Reunion" /><author><name>J. Patrick Greer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15374921182258377346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="16011097185079345433" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://campoldindian.blogspot.com/2008/05/today-is-day-2008-reunion.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0EFSX08fSp7ImA9WxZaEkw.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24748434.post-6500767176891748619</id><published>2008-04-26T06:59:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T07:20:18.375-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-04-26T07:20:18.375-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Camp Old Indian" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="photography" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="iPhone" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="reunion" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="twitter" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="writing" /><title>One week till the next Camp Old Indian Staff Reunion</title><content type="html">It's only one week to the next Camp Old Indian Staff reunion.  I'm really glad this one will be in warmer weather and for the most part Camp will look like it does during the summer months as most of the trees in the area have leafed out.  The last large scale reunion about two years ago was at the end of March but everything looked and felt like the dead of winter.  We even got some snow flurries on that day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last time I attended it had been about 15 years since I last visited the camp and seen a lot of the people there.  Some of the people didn't look any different but a few looked radically different. The biggest shock to my system was seeing how something that had been there forever had finally subcome to the ravages of time like the old Museum cabin that was destroyed in a recent ice storm, the "New Staff Cabin" looked more like the "old staff cabin", etc. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other things were brand new like the new and larger Health Lodge and Dining Hall and a radically different Trading Post.   I was also greatly saddened to see that the old O.A. Lodge has been torn down as well as the stone steps leading up to it.  I hope one day they will decide to build a new O.A. Lodge based on the design of the original one but with modern standards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time I hope to get some better photography done both at reunion events and in some natural areas I wish to share and showcase.  I will more than likely have the laptop I am writing on now and plan on doing some writing and recording of the events there so I can give a more first hand account while things are still fresh in my mind.  I may even send updates to my &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/linkerjpatrick"&gt;Twitter account&lt;/a&gt; via my iPhone if I can get a cell connection.  I yet also record a podcast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope to see many of you there.  Look &lt;a href="http://www.linkerjpatrick.com"&gt;me&lt;/a&gt; up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24748434-6500767176891748619?l=campoldindian.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/CampOldIndianMemoriesAndMusings/~4/04qkp0jjrcw" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://campoldindian.blogspot.com/feeds/6500767176891748619/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24748434&amp;postID=6500767176891748619" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24748434/posts/default/6500767176891748619?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24748434/posts/default/6500767176891748619?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/CampOldIndianMemoriesAndMusings/~3/04qkp0jjrcw/one-week-till-next-camp-old-indian.html" title="One week till the next Camp Old Indian Staff Reunion" /><author><name>J. Patrick Greer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15374921182258377346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="16011097185079345433" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://campoldindian.blogspot.com/2008/04/one-week-till-next-camp-old-indian.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CU8MSX84eSp7ImA9WxZbEUQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24748434.post-456178148233166047</id><published>2008-04-14T10:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T10:24:48.131-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-04-14T10:24:48.131-07:00</app:edited><title>2008 Camp Old Indian Staff Reunion Info</title><content type="html">Reposted from the COI Myspace page;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Schedule - COI staff reunion will be Sat. May 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second Camp Old Indian staff reunion will be Saturday May 3.  Past and current staff members are invited to attend.  Come up to Camp for a great time of fellowship and food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cost is $10.00 and includes lunch.  If you would like to stay overnight, indicate that on your registration form. You will be on your own for meals for Saturday evening and Sunday morning. There will be a breakfast run to Travelers Rest Sunday morning for those of you spending Saturday night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Schedule:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10:00am - 11:00am        Check In Camp Office, Socializing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11:00am – Noon            Business meeting / Introductions – Dining Hall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Noon – 1:00pm             Lunch – Dining Hall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1:00pm – 1:30pm          Visit the Ordeal Circle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1:30pm – Until               Organized Activities / Free time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can spend the afternoon catching up with old friends, walking around Camp, hiking one of the trails, boating on the Second Lake, or at the Shotgun Range.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bring any pictures or other artifacts from your time at Camp to display in the back of the dining hall.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24748434-456178148233166047?l=campoldindian.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/CampOldIndianMemoriesAndMusings/~4/jG4aT0ZIMWg" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://campoldindian.blogspot.com/feeds/456178148233166047/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24748434&amp;postID=456178148233166047" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24748434/posts/default/456178148233166047?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24748434/posts/default/456178148233166047?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/CampOldIndianMemoriesAndMusings/~3/jG4aT0ZIMWg/2008-camp-old-indian-staff-reunion-info.html" title="2008 Camp Old Indian Staff Reunion Info" /><author><name>J. Patrick Greer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15374921182258377346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="16011097185079345433" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://campoldindian.blogspot.com/2008/04/2008-camp-old-indian-staff-reunion-info.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CkMGRXw4eCp7ImA9WxZWFkQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24748434.post-4796384572101267039</id><published>2008-03-16T10:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-16T11:00:24.230-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-03-16T11:00:24.230-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Camp Old Indian" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Scoutcraft" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="camp" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="weekend" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Inventory" /><title>Staff Weekend</title><content type="html">It was about this time of the year 25 years ago I checked in for my first Camp Old Indian Staff weekend.  Most people don't realize it but working on a camp staff starts long before the summer camp season starts.  Of course the summer is the busy time but things are going on the whole year that from the last day of camp where everything is stored away, later in the fall the executives send out information and contracts so that new people can apply to work on staff or renew their contracts for the following summer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of those out of season times that signaled camp was just around the corner.  Staff weekend occurred, at least during "my day" around late March or sometime in April.  The purpose of Staff weekend was to take inventory of what we need to get camp up to spec for the season, the get to meet our fellow co-workers and to know what the jobs we would be doing in our departments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first few years I worked at Camp Old Indian I worked in the Scoutcraft Department.  We didn't set up our place until Staff week which was a week before regular summer camp but if we needed new equipment, books, etc. we could get those lists made so the council could get their orders in ahead of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been awhile for me but does anyone have and special memories for your staff weekends?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24748434-4796384572101267039?l=campoldindian.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/CampOldIndianMemoriesAndMusings/~4/UbeOnAiFSf4" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://campoldindian.blogspot.com/feeds/4796384572101267039/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24748434&amp;postID=4796384572101267039" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24748434/posts/default/4796384572101267039?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24748434/posts/default/4796384572101267039?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/CampOldIndianMemoriesAndMusings/~3/UbeOnAiFSf4/staff-weekend.html" title="Staff Weekend" /><author><name>J. Patrick Greer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15374921182258377346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="16011097185079345433" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://campoldindian.blogspot.com/2008/03/staff-weekend.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0ECQHk5fyp7ImA9WxZSGUU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24748434.post-2302425693615371078</id><published>2008-02-02T13:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-02T14:01:01.727-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-02-02T14:01:01.727-08:00</app:edited><title>Second Official COI Staff Reunion 5-3-08</title><content type="html">I recently received an e-mail from former staff member Hamp Johnson regarding the next official reunion stating;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;The second Camp Old Indian Staff Reunion will be held Saturday, May 3, 2008, at camp.  Many more details will follow as we get closer to the date.&lt;/blockquote&gt;If you want more information let me know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24748434-2302425693615371078?l=campoldindian.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/CampOldIndianMemoriesAndMusings/~4/SuFMvFFNGxY" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://campoldindian.blogspot.com/feeds/2302425693615371078/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24748434&amp;postID=2302425693615371078" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24748434/posts/default/2302425693615371078?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24748434/posts/default/2302425693615371078?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/CampOldIndianMemoriesAndMusings/~3/SuFMvFFNGxY/second-official-coi-staff-reunion-5-3.html" title="Second Official COI Staff Reunion 5-3-08" /><author><name>J. Patrick Greer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15374921182258377346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="16011097185079345433" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://campoldindian.blogspot.com/2008/02/second-official-coi-staff-reunion-5-3.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0YBSXYyeCp7ImA9WB9aGEw.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24748434.post-1183319503338359198</id><published>2008-01-08T09:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-08T09:59:18.890-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-01-08T09:59:18.890-08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Boys Life" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="podcasts" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Camp Old Indian" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Action" /><title>Scouting Podcasts</title><content type="html">I was just reading a story on cnn.com about how a &lt;a mce_href="http://www.cnn.com/2008/WORLD/asiapcf/01/08/maldives.assassination.attempt/index.html" href="http://www.cnn.com/2008/WORLD/asiapcf/01/08/maldives.assassination.attempt/index.html"&gt;Boy Scout foils attack on Maldives president&lt;/a&gt;. I was instantly reminded of the feature in the Boys Life magazine I used to subscribe to when I was involved in the Boy Scouts in the late 70's and 80's.  I checked to see if their was a Boys Life web site and not only was their &lt;a mce_href="http://www.boyslife.org/" href="http://www.boyslife.org/"&gt;a Boys Life web site&lt;/a&gt; but I was impressed with how it is targeted to the demographic and even more surprised to discover a &lt;a mce_href="http://www.boyslife.org/home/video/3179/he-saved-everyone-on-the-bus/" href="http://www.boyslife.org/home/video/3179/he-saved-everyone-on-the-bus/"&gt;Scouts in Action Podcast&lt;/a&gt;!  Needless to say as someone who loves podcasting and has fond memories of my scouting days I &lt;a mce_href="http://feeds.boyslife.org/bl/scoutsinaction" href="http://feeds.boyslife.org/bl/scoutsinaction"&gt;subscribed to the podcast&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would any readers be interested in a podcast that covers the same topics as this blog? Camp Old Indian Memories?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24748434-1183319503338359198?l=campoldindian.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/CampOldIndianMemoriesAndMusings/~4/9cEqtFLs0-k" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://campoldindian.blogspot.com/feeds/785434980955046688/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24748434&amp;postID=785434980955046688" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24748434/posts/default/785434980955046688?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24748434/posts/default/785434980955046688?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/CampOldIndianMemoriesAndMusings/~3/9cEqtFLs0-k/cold-days-and-weekend-interviews.html" title="Cold days and weekend interviews" /><author><name>J. Patrick Greer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15374921182258377346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="16011097185079345433" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://campoldindian.blogspot.com/2008/01/cold-days-and-weekend-interviews.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CkMERngyeyp7ImA9WB9bEEQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24748434.post-6358942101119587453</id><published>2007-12-19T10:53:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-19T10:53:27.693-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2007-12-19T10:53:27.693-08:00</app:edited><title>Enlightenment, Entertainment and Embers</title><content type="html">For me most days at Camp Old Indian could be defined into three zones I'm calling Enlightenment, Entertainment and Embers;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Enlightenment&lt;/strong&gt; - Another name I give to the largest swath of waking hours in which scouts participated in merit badge classes, high adventure trips, swimming lessons or picking up tidbits of wisdom around the Trading Post tables or the stone benches in the meadow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Entertainment&lt;/strong&gt; - After supper and before troop or campwide campfires is a time known as twilight. The sun has gone down behind the hills but their is still plenty of light left for activities like activities at the shooting sports area, swimming, going on overnighters or making crafts in the handicraft shop. In addition people have been know to gather at the Camp Office for patch trading or just hanging out in the meadow shooting the breeze.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Embers&lt;/strong&gt; - When the day is done but bed time is still a few hours off you either have camp wide programs in the amphitheater or activities building who skits and songs are performed and stories told.  During the rest of the week each troop would gather around the campfire or at least a lantern sharing stories of the day or trying to solve the problems of the world. Staff often would visit their assigned troops during this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!-- technorati tags start --&gt;&lt;p style="text-align:right;font-size:10px;"&gt;Technorati Tags: &lt;a href="http://www.technorati.com/tag/Campfire" rel="tag"&gt;Campfire&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.technorati.com/tag/camps" rel="tag"&gt;camps&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.technorati.com/tag/crafts" rel="tag"&gt;crafts&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.technorati.com/tag/fellowship" rel="tag"&gt;fellowship&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.technorati.com/tag/friendship" rel="tag"&gt;friendship&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.technorati.com/tag/merit badges" rel="tag"&gt;merit badges&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.technorati.com/tag/recreation" rel="tag"&gt;recreation&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.technorati.com/tag/scouting" rel="tag"&gt;scouting&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.technorati.com/tag/teaching" rel="tag"&gt;teaching&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- technorati tags end --&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24748434-6358942101119587453?l=campoldindian.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/CampOldIndianMemoriesAndMusings/~4/-XyVJJsH0ZQ" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://campoldindian.blogspot.com/feeds/3251570657346638366/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24748434&amp;postID=3251570657346638366" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24748434/posts/default/3251570657346638366?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24748434/posts/default/3251570657346638366?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/CampOldIndianMemoriesAndMusings/~3/-XyVJJsH0ZQ/new-view-with-google-maps.html" title="A new view with Google Maps" /><author><name>J. Patrick Greer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15374921182258377346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="16011097185079345433" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://campoldindian.blogspot.com/2007/11/new-view-with-google-maps.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;Ck8NSH86fSp7ImA9WB9VE0U.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24748434.post-8148835790971820851</id><published>2007-11-29T15:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-29T16:01:39.115-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2007-11-29T16:01:39.115-08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="camp" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="history" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="traditions" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="questions" /><title>Some deep Camp Old Indian Musings</title><content type="html">Since part of the title of this blog has to do with "musings" I thought it would be fun to ponder and ask those questions I've always wondered about but never got a clear answer;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.) Why do some scoutmasters chew on matches?&lt;br /&gt;2.) Was there ever a Wilderness Survival overnighter where everyone build a proper lean-to?&lt;br /&gt;3.) Why was the museum called, "The Museum?"&lt;br /&gt;4.) When did the "night off" tradition start?  I'm not sure if they still practice it but in the 80's on Tuesdays and Thursday half the staff would go in groups into town around supper time to eat out, see movies, etc.&lt;br /&gt;5.) What's the most popular ghost story told at camp? In my day the big one were, Red Eye, Mugwamps and The Screaming.&lt;br /&gt;6.) How did the cell phone effect camp policies?  In the "old days" Scouts had to get permission to use a pay phone or camp phone.&lt;br /&gt;7.) Why two seater latrines?  Seriously... Why?!&lt;br /&gt;8.) Did anyone else besides me find the "tooth brushing troughs" a bit disturbing?&lt;br /&gt;9.) On a positive note what is it about Camp Old Indian that makes one feel "connected to the land?"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24748434-8148835790971820851?l=campoldindian.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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