Planning for the Centennial at Camp Maqua!

The end of Michigan’s season for us is always bittersweet. We head to sunny Florida, but the autumn leaves are so beautiful, especially around the boathouse and on Loon Lake. Our last boat ride before storing the boat for the winter was stunning. Calm lake, blue skies, baby loon growing, and foliage on display in all its glory.

The excitement of ending was the planning for our big 100-year anniversary next June 15, 2024. I have visions of the first campers arriving at the lodge, with the newness of each hut, meeting their counselors for the first time. But, I know campers and staff can envision your own realities and memories! Do you remember all the planning it took to prepare your trunks with the right items from the suggested list in your flyers? For the staff, there were days and weeks of planning for the activities for the summer; food acquisition, and preparation; medical and nature supplies; beachfront maintenance, etc.

Our committee managed to get all the details ready for tents, chairs, tables, food, entertainment, souvenirs, and volunteers to work the various stations on the day of the tours, walkabouts, and archival displays. But, we need your help to make this successful! The numbers need to be in by January for ordering purposes and for us to be able to plan for food. Your tickets are our guarantee that our planning will run smoothly on the day. Hopefully, 100 happy campers will not be disappointed with our efforts for a successful day.

There will be golf carts to ferry everyone from their cars to the lodge, and for those with disabilities–to and from the lakefront or Chapel Hill. The Plainfield Township Historical Commission will manage the check-in, tours in the main rooms of the lodge, and the display in the Craft Hut. The residents will be on hand to greet everyone and listen to your wonderful memories! We are as excited as campers on their first visit! Sending greetings from our families–The Starks, R., and B. Baker, Engel, Smith, West,Gorman, Clancey, Kirila, Braun, and Fidler families welcome you!  (Photo  credits  Keegan  Cooley)

 

 

Summertime @ Camp Maqua

Our kids wait all year for summer to arrive on Loon Lake to make new memories for their kids. It is not an easy flight with two daughters and their families living in California. The drive is long for two sons residing in Florida, but flights are plentiful. This airline industry, staff shortages, gas prices, and delays made for miserable flying conditions for three families. Throw in some Covid, and it was a recipe for more misery.

Daughter Brooke arrived from California and worked in the perennial garden. It has never looked better. Granddaughter Kate, Isaiah, and baby Ziah arrived from California with the trip from “you know where.” They were to split their time between two sets of grandparents’ homes, only to contract Covid. When their isolation was up, and they arrived here to share time with son Tyler, Stephanie, and their three, Covid visited me. Off they scattered, some flying back home and others making a vacation in Michigan, but not at Camp Maqua. It was sad for all of us.

The boat parade for the fourth of July is a great gathering time. Supplies are purchased for the theme each family decides upon, and on the morning of the parade, the team sets to work decorating the boat. I had put a great deal of advance work on our theme, By the time the day arrived, the families had left, and Bill and I manned an undecorated boat, socially distancing from all concerned. Maybe, next year?

The parade had some great entries, but the winners were the Joe and Denise Clancy family, who always go out of their way to create fantastic themes. They competed against another Camp Maqua family but won with the theme “Christmas in July,” which was always a camp theme back in the olden days! Neighbors Marcia and Dominic Smith and family were hippies, dressed in tie-dye outfits.

Son Kyle and his family have too many commitments to join us this year, but Steve and Dawn made Camp Maqua a part of their family trip from California. Bodhi and Kai are at great ages to fish, swim and enjoy the beach activities. Boat and golf cart rides complete the summer fun, spotting the loons and deer on their excursions.

My husband is busy painting the outbuildings to match the lodge, refinishing doors and windows, and general repairs. We had three new window boxes and railings built for the porches for safety. (Read: keep us older peeps from falling). This old building will be 100 years old in 2024, so upkeep is a never-ending project, but we are grateful every day for the decision to buy the lodge.

 

 

Summer at Maqua!

I have plans to make an “Opening Up” bible for this lodge. As minimal as I think I have kept this summer home, there is so much to do! (Will my kids know what to do if we are gone?)  Not only the cleaning but un-storing all the summer stuff. Cushions and porch furniture washed, bootstrap benches and camp tables vacuumed for spider webs and nests, boat paraphernalia carted down to the boat and bedding back onto the many beds for future guests. And then there’s the garden, filled with weeds and lost plants that did not survive the frost begging for replacements and tidiness.

I am not complaining, because my soul is in this lodge and on this lake. We arrived early this year, so I was able to smell the lilacs on my walk and see the irises bloom. I had no idea that Hale’s main street had flowering trees bordering each side because I am never here this early. A fluffy little woodchuck (or are they gophers?) keep peeping their little selves out in my garden to nibble on whatever looks good. The boat went into the water early, and the weather has been perfect for cruises around Loon Lake to view the new homes. (The old Camp Mahn-go-tah-see is now home to some substantial new year-round homes.)

Three of my four children and seven of my grandchildren, plus one great-granddaughter, will be here over the summer. I can’t wait for the mayhem, the joy, the fun, and the memories of the campfires, weenie roasts, and marshmallow toasting. The beach has new sand, an endless leveler of all ages, as is the shallow beachfront. The boathouse is filled with floaties, beach chairs, and toys waiting for them. In the lodge, the ping-pong table is ready, as is the trampoline and all the old sports toys leftover from camp. Rainy days bring crafts, games, and hours of photos in the albums from 1987 to the present of our family fun.

The porch is our porch of dreams. No matter what the weather brings, we can still have an indoor campfire with candles, watch movies, play darts, board games, or Euchre. If it’s cold, we wrap up in blankets. If it’s hot, we turn on the fan. If it’s just right, it’s just right. It means coffee in the morning, meals on the camp tables, and endless laughter and stories.

Open The Doors and Windows!

Summer is here, spreading a fine layer of pine pollen on my newly cleaned surfaces, as I attempt to clean the lodge porches. Eight weeks post-op for a radial head replacement on my elbow after a fall, I am cleaning and opening up as a one-armed bandit.

Weeding the perennial garden is daunting, but two days of rain made my single-arm weeding easier. Peonies, Irises, Geraniums, and Social Garlic are in bloom. Lupine and baby Irises flank the campcraft hut. It used to be so much easier to lift myself off the ground in my younger years when weeding and I bemoan the aching bones.

This season my hubby is scraping and painting hut one next to the lodge. The screen door, main door, and trim will get a fresh coat of white paint to offset the olive green siding of the other buildings on our property. This is the first summer of total retirement for him, as we sold Wicker Hills Golf Course to his cousin Judy Stuckey and husband Mike from Texas. (Daughter of our ex-partners Blanche and Aaron Starks.)

My goals this summer include assisting members of the Hale Historical Commission with a summer exhibit with a great portion of the Camp Maqua memorabilia and artifacts donated by me from the lodge. My other goal is lofty—attempting to bring back the donated photos, albums, camp sentimental saves, and news clippings back from the Greater Bay Region YWCA archives. When the offices moved a few years ago, the accessible archives were moved to a vault with no public access.

Ex-camper Laura Taylor recently visited Camp Maqua. As a long-time resident of the Bay area with numerous connections, she promised to help me with my endeavor. If there are any contacts in alumni land with connections to this project, please email me at walkbake@gmail.com.

We’re expecting three of our four children and their families this summer. No family will be present for the ever-delightful 4th of July parade on the lake, but we expect a sunny day for the fun of participation and joy of those who go over the top decorating their boats. Photos to follow!

Happy 2021 after a year of isolation and changes. Throw open the doors and windows on the world and in your place of happiness!

 

Camp Envy–Celebrating the 4th and Family

There is no place more special than the 4th of July on a lake, but ours was double the special this year with the addition of a new family member. Our firstborn son Kyle, wife Liz, and foster son arrived on the 26th of June. As they picked up their luggage and hopped in the car to head north, they opened the email announcing that their foster son was now their officially adopted son! What better place to celebrate than Camp Maqua, the place that holds so many memories for his new parents! (Kyle was eight when we bought the lodge and he and Liz were married at Maqua.)

I painted a chair with his new name, Flynn Troy Baker, which is a tradition I started at the birth of each new grandchild. I hand-painted a sign announcing the days in foster care and the date of his official adoption. Let the celebrations begin!. Liz and Kyle’s friends in Tampa pitched in for the most wonderful gift to honor this special time. A local photographer showed up for a photoshoot of the new family by the lake, and he was all smiles, hamming it up for the camera with bribes of gummy worms and bubbles for his efforts.

With jobs furloughed, on hold, and in transition, the new family decided to stay an extra week. We have had record heat, but low humidity and warm lake temperatures. Loon Lake comes alive for the holiday week, but more so this year with the isolation factor still looming over the country. Everyone wants to get outside and the shores and lake were filled with boats, floats, jet-skis, kayaks, tubers, and skiers.

We had our annual boat parade, with twenty boats participating this year. We have already captured a Loon Lake parade flag for our win a few years ago, so we decorated for Flynn, but not competitively. With an under the sea theme, complete with balloons, sharks, dolphins, and a shark bubble blowing machine, operated by Flynn in a shark hat, we set off in the stream of great themes. A Michigan/ Michigan State boat, with kids dressed in mini cheerleader and football uniforms and a goal post at the front of their boat; a double-decker pontoon with a dozen kids in troll headdresses, and rainbow balloon decor; patriotic themes and flags galore paraded for the spectators onshore. The winner was a college kids’ entry of the Edmund Fitzgerald.

The week has been a series of festivities with family picnics outdoors, fishing, loon spotting, tubing, jumping off the top of the “Mothership”, campfires and a night on the water under a full moon watching the fireworks. Memories have been made to last a lifetime, and the next generation with the grandchildren guarantees that the summers will hold more memories as they all grow up together, despite the distances between the families during the winters. Summers on Loon Lake, holding fast to family traditions, are the best.

This Old Lodge/Camp Envy

This old lodge ain’t what it used to be, but we think the improvements have complemented the historical aspect. The dark floors we walked upon as we entered for the first time, either stained or weathered from many feet, are now a burnished golden hue. There is still so much character to them, with darker lines where previous walls stood, striations of wear grooved into the soft pine from the movement of furniture and years of wear and memories.

We hired a professional sander from Wurtsmith Air Force base to bring the floors back to life in 1989-90. While we wintered in Florida, we avoided all the dust and coating mess and returned to beautiful floors, sealed to last a lifetime. My husband removed the dated linoleum from the east kitchen, and sanded them himself, with attempts to match up to the rest of the house, but they are much more rustic.

The open studded walls, seen in days of camping, were drywalled when the previous owners remodeled the lodge into two separate living areas. Although there is no insulation in the walls or under the floors, when my husband, son, and uncle covered the open rafter ceiling with planked cedar, insulation was added to help keep the lodge cooler in the summer. It also kept the asphalt shingle leavings from falling through the cracks of the open planks onto the floor. Thankfully, the camp map has kept intact on the large wall on the west side, just over the original camp piano and beside the birch table of epic proportions.

Lofts were added to both the east and west sides in the seventies, which provided extra sleeping room for our large families. For the first few years, the metal bunk beds were used, with mattresses coated in a waterproof ticking. Our kids loved to use them to slide down the loft stairs or drag to the treehouse by the corral to sleep overnight, but they were not very comfortable, so we donated them to the local Boy Scout troop. (Two single cots are still inside the craft hut, complete with mattresses.) There are two bedrooms on each side, but as our families grew we felt we needed extra space, so a catwalk and second loft were added on the east side.

The seventies kitchens were fairly practical, but when a large tree fell on the front of the house we decided to remodel the kitchen on the east side. The west side is still intact but is missing the big iron stove, which was donated to the Hale fire department. The seventies linoleum is covered with vinyl planking for the time being. I love that our meals are consumed on the same tables that graced the lodge in the twenties and beyond with their marbled ochre linoleum.

Under the lodge, where the chipmunks play, old planks of wood can be found, but the best find was the old window. My husband created a cabinet for the kitchen. It holds my loon wine glasses, antique salt and pepper shakers in green glass, plates, and kitchen wares with sentiment and one favorite item. During the 2012 reunion, esteemed director Dorothe Balaskas gifted a small dish with “Bless This Home” on it, along with her Maqua directors jacket.

The seventies bathrooms could use a facelift, but nothing is broken or so outdated that we have to replace items. I was excited to replace my sweating toilets with condensation-proof ones a few years back, and aside from paint upkeep, they have remnants of the past in each room to keep them interesting. (Canoe paddles made into towel racks, bootstrap benches to sit upon, and artwork that reflects the history.)

The living areas of the east and west sides are like a miniature camp museum. Counselors’ names grace the canoe paddles that hang from chains on the east side; furniture made for the camp, which can be seen in the old photos on the wall are still in use; the camp library emits a waft of musty old books when the doors are opened; old keys and tree signs that guided campers to their huts are on the wall.

Probably the most used spaces are the four porches. The east side porch facing the road was extended to accommodate the old tables and benches for our big families, and it is where my husband and I spend all our time. We have staff parties, potlucks with family and friends, and our annual Maqua Association meetings on this big sprawling pine floored porch. The original swing is in the corner and there are still big hooks where I am guessing another one hung at one time. A new white planked ceiling is in progress currently, after a roof leak.

The back porches on both sides are still in use with their ping-pong tables and seating areas. The east side has the sports benches with lift-up tops, and store horseshoes, ping-pong equipment, shuffleboard items, badminton racquets, and other sports equipment. The old nature cabinet, with birch handles, once home to an array of insects under glass, holds games and toys.

With only baseboard heat, and only the large old screened windows to cool us, this is no place to be in the winter. Our families are from Michigan, Texas, and Florida and use it as our vacation home. But, on the hot days, like they used to do in the days before air conditioning, we close up all the windows after the cool night air, turn on all the fans and it keeps the humidity out until we can open them up again for great cool night sleeping. Rarely has the large fireplace been used on the west side, but it is still grand as ever, with its large Michigan fieldstones and memories.

We have four children and eight grandchildren, and just as Bill’s aunt and uncle from Texas with their three kids (and loads of grandkids), we know there will be many more years of family time in this old lodge. Thankfully, they do not mind pitching in with some of the upkeep of scraping windows, painting inside and out, repairing torn screens, but best of all—-the appreciation of the history of this old lodge and the dedication to keeping it standing for many more years. Cheers to 100 years in 2024!