Tales of Tails On The Trail

 

 

Brooke Charland was the riding director in 1969 and left wonderful notes about her summer with nine horses to handle eight girls in each class. (The extra was for rest and replacement.) Mert and Ollie Webb saddled and unsaddled their horses with the help of the staff.

The horse shelter with stalls had been finished in time for the sessions and protected the horses from the strong winds and sun and provided a place for the hay and oats. There was an old trailer near the shelter that housed saddles, bridles, brushes, currycombs, fly spray, first aid kits and other items.

Gail and Lori were her assistants, and they helped with the division of classes into beginner, intermediate and advanced. The beginners had the morning classes when the horses were fresh. The intermediate classes learned to trot. Every advanced class is a joy,” wrote Brooke, who loved how quickly they learned. Most of the girls had either owned horses or had a genuine love for riding in the advanced class.

Across the road from the ring was Beaver’s Bend, where most of the beginners rode. The main path was behind the ring, tennis courts and riflery range. There was a flag beside the trail that indicated when shooting was in progress, and the lead rider was always instructed to yell “horses” before passing the range and again when leaving. The path went past the range and out into a hilly field, which was a big circle with side trails that ended at Explorer’s Hill. (Only the advanced riders could ride those steep, narrow hills.)

Donna Harwood was the activity director the summer of 1970, but her main responsibility was in the riding area, with Mary Swantek as her assistant. (Donna had been the the riding assistant the summer of 1968.)

Sixties’ Riding Instructors–

23505_115400865153594_7428988_n“I gravitated to the horses right away,” said Cathy Hawkins, who admitted it was her only interest. “If they made me do other activities, which they did, I did it, but as a camper I was a goodie two shoes and it was so unlike me to do this, but I skipped the other classes to go back to the horses.”

“One of the summers I went as a camper and there was another counselor who was in charge of the horseback riding and it did not work out. They hired me as a junior counselor for $50 for the summer, plus my room and board and I worked under Mert and Ollie Webb. I became so close to them—I even sent them an invitation to my wedding!”

“My nickname was “Horse” and so many of the parents were in shock to see me, thinking I would be this big strong girl, when I was a skinny petite thing,” she laughed.

Although Cathy was not homesick, she did miss the feeling of having her family around. Her horse was part of her home and part of the deal for her to become a counselor was to bring her horse with her. “Carryback” and “Misty Moonlight” were two of her horses, but she cannot remember which one came with her or if both did at separate times. It was her horses she missed when she was a camper and she was always happy to go home to see them, but tried not to get too attached to them in order to “move up” in horses.

Horse Crazy–

IMG_5700Marsha Immerman started riding horses as a very young child when her family went to BayView Stables on Sundays. There was a pony ring, and her favorite horse was “Dimples” and she never wanted to leave, because she felt riding was ‘heavenly’.

“The first time on a horse at camp scared the hell out of me, because the horse ran off with me on the road from the lodge, heading off to the meadow. I ducked under a tree branch and didn’t fall and couldn’t wait to get back on the horse again,” she said of her camper experience at Maqua.

Geri Fleming was her first instructor—a mass communications student at MSU and was only twenty years old. “It was love at first sight,” said Marsha, of her first girl crush, “especially since she was on her horse “Gay”. I learned all the basics of riding with her and never fell off until years later.”

“One year we used to ride into a meadow and down a hill, which we called “Suicide Hill”. The road came into the camp and went away from the camp to the right and everyone was terrified of it. There was another road that led to the lake and it was usually a one hour trip on our horses,” She and Molly Olson used to ride bareback through the woods and through a meadow. They would lean over, holding the horse’s reins and gobble up wild raspberries picked from the nearby bushes. To this day, eating raspberries remind her of those trips.

“I was so horse crazy that I brought some horse manure home in a suitcase and put it in my dresser drawer. After three days, my Mom came in my bedroom and asked what that terrible smell was and I had to throw it away.”

Finding Horses—

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The first mention of horseback riding at camp in the minutes came in June 1935, when lesson fees were posted. (Six lessons for $4.50, 10 for $7.25 and 15 for $10.50.) There was not another notation until March 1936, when the committee had secured Ted Callender, who furnished the horses and two weeks of riding for $5 for eight lessons.

In 1937, Bud Fortin was hired to handle Bud Demick’s horses at camp and served as the instructor, with eight lessons for $6. Not another mention from the committee about horses was noted until a short paragraph in the “Loon” on riding in 1949. Carol Husted wrote, “—happy to see Geri Fleming back as riding instructor for another year” and the list of levels of riding classes. The new horses were also listed—Silver, Vic, Trixie, Salt, Peanuts, Ena and Jip. Geri, the instructor, rode Gay.

There were concerns about obtaining horses for the summer season in the minutes of June 1955, but it appeared that none were found, as the following summer the minutes mentioned a reconsideration for horseback riding lessons, with conditions not mentioned, but occasional riding trips included. In 1957, the minutes mentioned that horseback riding was offered.

In May 1959, notes indicated that Mr. Matthew’s horses had been sold, which meant they had been used in 1958. The committee was looking for another source and if no horses could be found, horseback riding would not be offered.

By 1960, a new riding ring was being considered by the committee.The Dept. Of Social Services report from that summer listed the riding areas as extremely poor and hazardous, with temporary stakes in the ground and low wire.

By1961 the new riding ring was built next to the new softball diamond. Fifty-eight girls signed up that summer for the riding program, with fourteen horses. (About thirty-two to thirty-eight girls rode every day.)

During the interim, horses were not mentioned again until the March 1962 minutes, when Mert Webb informed the committee that he had sold his horses, but would be willing to handle the horses for an advance of $800 to secure them. He furnished them again in 1963, 1964, (presumably 1965?) and in 1966 a mention was made in Dorthe Balaskas’ directors report.

The horseback riding program had fifty-four riders in the first session, fifty-six in the second, sixty-one in the third and sixty-two in the fourth, which was up from the previous summer. (Mr. Webb provided four camperships to ride.)

“It was a tremendous load off my mind to have Ollie back as riding director and I sincerely appreciated the fine job she did,” wrote Dorthe. “We did not have a part-time staff assistant in riding, but Ollie found a lady in Hale to teach two classes and she worked out very well.”

And then there were years the “horse-riding program” used long-eared mules! Carla Wilhelm (1945-49) loved the horseback riding and the side trips they took, but said they saddled the mules like horses.

Were you ever part of the program when there were mules? Or were you there during a year when horseback riding was not offered?

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Overnight Biking and Horseback Riding Trips

img_7554A circle bike trip was one of the clearest memories for fair-skinned Nancy Keeler (1973-74), who ended up in the Infirmary with a sunburn. Six girls, accompanied by Pam Hartz (1966-75) and Mary Bent, biked nine miles the first day, twenty miles the second day, and another nine on the third day.

“I was totally wiped out,” she said., “but they gave us salt tablets. We stopped along the way on lawns and people would bring out water and lemonade to us. It was a more trusting time back then. I remember one of them bringing “Gorp” out to us, which was M&M’s, raisins and peanuts.”

In 1974, James Sweeting evaluated the camp for the state and had noted that a three- day trip had been planned. Sue Patenge was the director at that time and had given her blessing to this adventure.

Another biking trip led by Mary Bent and Pam Hartz took six girls for a two-day overnight camping bike trip. They spent the night in pup tents, cooked over an open fire, packed lunches and rode the Rifle River campground trails. At night they had foil dinners and returned on the third day with “scraped knees, sunburns and pleasant memories”.

Bonnie Schlatter recalled three or four different groups of girls she led on a bike hike in the seventies. “One was older and I don’t know if I suggested it, but I took a few on a bike ride and headed to Tawas, ending at the Lumberman’s Monument. I know we had to be picked up at the end due to the rain. We got drenched,” said Bonnie, who still loves to bike.

“The Peddlin’ Pals” were Mary Surabian, Debbie Agarwal and Bonnie. They started their bike trip on July 6, after some short practice trips heavily loaded. On the first night they stopped at Tawas Point State Park, and the second day into Osoda for lunch and on to their destination at the Lumberman’s Monument. According to the “Loon”, they encountered the rain at the Foote Dam and were picked up, but continued their ride around Long Lake the following day, with sun, swimming and a picnic.

Tripping Down The River

23505_115400925153588_1438907_n“One of our canoe trips from Mio to Grayling was spent in a tornado warning,” said Susie Utter, who was a CIT in the fifties. “We went to the banks of the river where it was lower and more protected, and it poured. We looked and saw whatever was holding all the Kotex pads had tipped over and emptied in the river! They were floating down the river!”

The canoe trips were always her favorite, but she hated learning to dump it over and straighten it out. For Susie, it was traumatic. But, those safety drills were valuable when the time came to actually canoe a real river and not near a shore on Loon Lake with the safety of the shore and staff.

Adventures came in many forms. For Cindy Morrison (1960) and Sue Kiltie (1960-68), who were at the end of the canoe paddling forward, it came when the canoe tipped over and everyone got wet. It came when they could stop at the store on the AuSable to purchase goodies and later at night, zip their sleeping bags together to stay warm. Cindy also thought it was an adventure to wash her hair and bathe in freezing cold water. One trip it rained so hard that she and another small girl crawled under the lean-to, scared to death.

Barb Rehmus, Charla Batsell and eight canoeists left for their three-day adventure in July 1975 with much advanced preparation. The kitchen aides carefully packed the supplies they needed with the help of Cabin C. According to the “Loon” arrangements were made with Jolly Redskin campgrounds for “shining, bright canoes to start their journey” and the campers packed their clothes in plastic bags, took a special canoe class and off they went! A fifty-five mile trip in sunny and warm weather ensued for twelve to fifteen hours. “