It’s a busy time here at the Sedgwick-Brassard residence in Outremont, unpacking our vacation bags (and acquisitions – lots of books, as you might imagine) and getting ready for the return to the real world (work) tomorrow. So a very quick post tonight. Since it’s been a raw, cold, rainy and dark day, perhaps it’s only appropriate to think about summer and sunshine and clear water and – summer camp.
There is a venerable summer camp on Moira Lake not far from Madoc (which in turn is not far from Queensborough) called Camp Quin-Mo-Lac (for “Quinte/Moira/Lake,” I believe). It used to be run by the United Church of Canada and I think still is. I will say right here and now that I am not and never was and never will be a camper – because, as I discovered on my two visits to Quin-Mo-Lac, camping involves overnight sleepovers in sleeping bags on the hard, hard ground with no bathrooms; and also crafts, and don’t even get me started on that. But my memories of those two visits are, despite the lack of bathroom facilities on the overnight campout and even despite the crafts situation, reasonably positive. I think Quin-Mo-Lac is quite a nice camp. If you like camping.
Anyway, it’s funny – a nice way of saying “unnerving” – to find a souvenir of your past, which may not seem all that distant, in an antique store. But sure enough, on a recent stop at the mind-bogglingly-crowded and semi-legendary Rideau Antiques in Lombardy, Ont., I found this vintage Quin-Mo-Lac pennant. (Which I like to think dates from before my visits there in the 1960s/’70s, but I could not swear to that.) And of course I had to have it. And now it is installed at the Manse.
And so memories of overnight campouts – did I mention there were no bathrooms? – and having to do “crafts” (I shudder at the thought) greet me via that pennant whenever I’m in the Manse living room. But given that the memories are so far away that they show up in an antique store, I guess I’m safe from bathroomless camping and “crafts.” And meantime, I am very sure that Camp Quin-Mo-Lac holds many, many happy memories for generations of past and present campers, and I hope that at least a few of them might share them here. Campers? People who can tolerate bathroomless campouts and can actually do crafts? Please share your Quin-Mo-Lac memories!