Tribute. My time in the Blue Ridge Mountains.

Posted on April 22nd, 2008 by Cam.
Categories: Let's talk.


One of the great things about leading a transient lifestyle for a time was meeting people who will remain significant part of my life, even though we are separated by thousands of kilometers. It has been over 10 years since I had the privilege of working with an amazing group of people high up in the Blue Ridge Mountains on the border of North and South Carolina, USA.

The setting was at a camp called Camp Greenville, and the people that I met through this place have impacted my life in an immeasurable way.

I was living in London in 1996 and had a ticket booked for the US. I sat the interviews in London and was accepted at Camp Greenville. Out of 5000 or so camps in the US, I got sent to one that was only an hour and a half from where I used to live in Georgia when I was 15. It was like heading home.

I remember when I was 15 that things could have gone either way for me. I would have been happy to stay in the US, and happy to go home. At such a pivotal time in my life, it was like I found a place that I felt very at home in. I could talk both Australian and American. As with most kids who have this sort of experience, from the moment I landed back in Australia I realized I was no longer felt completely at home in my own culture. The affiliation that I had for my second home and its people was strong, and it still is.

Being placed at a camp in the South was perfect. Not only was the location perfect, but I also doubt there is a better run camp in the US than Camp Greenville (I know, bias). A friend sent me a gift this week including pine-scented candles. No matter where I go in this world, for the rest of my life, the smell of pine will always take me back to walking through the pine forest and meeting in the Mulligan Centre that was a wonderful building made of pine. Even when I go past a garden with pine wood chips in it, I smell it and just want to jump in there and snort the stuff.

So I am very thankful for the people who made it such a wonderful place for me and for the support I receive from you all. It is a reality that the worlds that I know will never meet in their entirety, but I feel honored to be a part of an incredible chapter of memory making history in the Blue Ridge Mountains.

Here’s to you, Staff of 1996,1997,1998.
Here’s to you, scent of pine, for helping me get back there as often as I can.

1 comment.


Comment on May 1st, 2008.

What an amazing time we had! I keep in touch with more people from camp than I do people from college! We will have to plan a big reunion there when you visit the states. Do you know that there are websites dedicated to greg mckee and his camp fire songs and stories?

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