Today was the culmination of a great summer experience. Our last day at work here at Lake In Wood. The cafe was decorated far beyond most expectations as Jerome becomes quite the kid at heart during Halloween. His hidden artistic talent comes to the forefront. Robin and I proved the host at the cafe for the ghoulish festival. Some ninety campers payed homage to the dark and dank underworld of magic and the occult. The menu was sprinkled with dastardly dishes such as Scarecrow Stew, Boneparts (rolls, butter, utensils), Mummy Fingers (mozzarella sticks), Bat Ears (nachos) and a host of other unmentionables. Prizes were awarded to a host of participants, with a large majority of the crowd being baby boomers.
A contingent of campers that rallied here together outdid themselves and in my book took away the prize for their rendition of Aunt Jemima and Uncle Ben. Following the cuisine at the cafe, trolley and hayrides through the park synced with the crisp night air. Warm apple cider was served at the outdoor fire patio where a bevy of seasonal gathered for final farewells. The park officially closes today as the water is shut off in all but the main bath houses. We shall leave tomorrow and head West for body inspections in preparation for the journey South. We didn’t see this much as workkamping. It was too much fun to be considered work. The friends, acquaintances made, and the human interaction was priceless. The week was bittersweet in saying goodbye to so many but knowing that tales will be shared when again we meet. As Shakespeare penned in his famous “Julius Ceasar”;
“We may not know the end of this day’s journey ere to come but suffices that the day will end and the end be known. If we meet again, we’ll smile. And if not, this parting was well made.”