I went here as a 4th grader. The camp is awful, Itâs been over five years but I still remember it vividly. (This is my experience on the overnight trip) First off, They donât have water bottles for kids. You have to drink barley filtered lake water from the water fountains, it tasted disgusting. I know the point of 4H is nature, But at least give us clean water. If you didnât bring 2+ of your own water bottles, you were gonna be dehydrated the whole stay. The staff were unprofessional, sat on their phones showing kids TikToks the whole time. Not to mention the staff barley watched you. The âplay areasâ are on concrete in a small fenced in place. Some kid in my class busted his knee open on the side of the wood for Gaga ball. 4 of them got hit hard in the face with a ball in the wooden box they had for the pit. The cabins and restrooms were even worse. The beds had little to no padding, it felt like sleeping on a thin gym matt with wood under it. The walls had splinters, When you went to the bathroom you bad to be careful about what stall you chose. If you chose the wrong one youâd be doing your businesses with a huge spider and 6 misquotes watching you. The showers had massive spiders under there, In some there were Black Widows. I donât...
   Read moreExtremely traumatizing. When I was in 4th grade my class and others went to 4H, the cabin walls had holes in them, the beds where hard as a rock. Kids where getting hurt in every way I did not even see any of the workers there half of the time. One kid that I knew even passed out due to dissecting cow eyeballs where we would eat. The food was horrible the staff was not even professional they didnât even care if you got hurt. The bathrooms where a mess, spiders, insects and more one even had a huge black widow in it. I doubt they ever cleaned the bathrooms at all. They didnât even have water bottles for you the water from the fountains tasted like dirty lake water. I donât recommend this camp it...
   Read moreI went here once when I was 12, in... 2000? 2001? Major memories were some nutjob smearing feces in the boy's restroom stall building, forcing us all to be punished; the already-appalling filthiness of said restroom building in the first place, and getting hazed throughout the camp's duration by teen counselors and older kids alike. Good times. /sarcasm
I hope things have improved since then but I wouldn't...
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