Sunday mornings are quiet at camp. Some campers and counselors go to church and some write letters and some hang out. The weather looked iffy, so only a small group went to the beach while others walked to Vineyard Haven and bought expensive presents for their parents.
(I think that’s what they bought.)
After dinner, we made a mad dash to Oak Bluffs to ride the Flying Horses, a favorite camp tradition. A few campers caught the brass ring. We all won free rides.
We all got wet, too. Just part of the fun.
Afterwards, some of the campers went to bed. Some frolicked around the main cabin while Vickie and Nathan played the piano.
