When I was 5 years old I started going to an 8-week summer camp on Cape Cod. When I was 8 I shifted to a camp in NH and continued to go there till I was senior staff and was out of college. The NH camp always has been and still is extremely strong in woodsmen skills, trips program, trail maintenance, and teaching how to appreciate the outdoors. I would like to pass on some of that love to my grandkids.
If I had grown up in a big city, I might have a greater appreciation for the symphony, opera and other activities. I like them - but, I am not passionate about them like I am being outdoors. My oldest grandson would not last 5 minutes at the opera. But, get him out on a trail above tree line and see the smile as he looks out over a valley - sees where he has climbed from - and soaks in the whole experience. Just seeing that is a wonderful experience for me. Sure, we might get caught in a rain (or even snow) storm in the summer. But, we are prepared for it and it becomes just a part of the memories.
The key is to be prepared (where are the Boy Scouts here?) and be safe.
Here is a picture of my 9-year old grandson on Mt Washington for the first time (it was not his first hike by any stretch - but, was certainly harder than the other hikes). We were going from Lakes of the Clouds to the summit of Mt Washington and the clouds started to roll in. Look carefully and you can see the smile.
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