As a kid I looked forward to Girl Scout Camp for many a summer. My favorite destination was Camp Northern Hills near Eagle River, WI where one summer I actually spent 2 2-week sessions, one more in camp and one on a 10-day backpacking trip in Pictured Rocks National Lakeshore. Sadly the camp closed shortly after my last time there, and as that was before the internet age (yes, that time truly does exist) I have been unable to find many references to it (perhaps I can remedy that by scanning in some memories, but right now that would be a big digression).
What I do recall from my time there was how I always looked up to the camp counselors, I thought they had the coolest jobs in the world, getting paid to go camping. And it was my dream to be one of them one day. That also never happened, as other jobs came my way and then it was time to head off to college and leave scouting as a memory.
Well, never is a very long time, and my dream was actually realized, in a very unpredictable way, this past summer when I was selected to speak at That Conference: A Summer Camp For Geeks. You may be wondering what this has to do with being a camp counselor, and you would be right to do so. However, you have to look no further than the picture of my conference badge to see how the dream was realized. I had arrived, I was a camp counselor.
Of course there are also some other cool things about speaking at your first conference, also in that I have arrived space. It was a very empowering experience, scary as well, especially as the time of my talk approached. But I was ready, and everything went fine. Going through with this made me realize that if you are prepared, someone in the room is bound to learn something. It is not worth worrying about someone trying to prove you wrong, because 1) most people don’t want to do that, they just want to learn, and 2) if someone does, it really says more about them than about you.
All of that aside, this also got me thinking about yet another aspect of being a woman in tech. Why is it that there are so few women at technology conferences (less than the percentage of women in the field)? Are women more likely to attend conferences if they are speaking at them? And what can we as members of this industry do to change this?
I know that I am not the first person to ask these questions, still I am not sure that by asking them any progress has been made. Are there other questions, we as women techies, should be asking both ourselves and our communities?
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January 29, 2013 at 7:58 pm
Shirley Coale
I was a camp counselor at Camp Northern Hills during the summer of 1963. Although I was only there the one summer, I spent four more summers in the area at Camp White Deer and 4 summers at Camp Furnace Hills in PA.
I was just thinking of it today and remembering the camp song we sang: Beauty abounds in our Northern Hills
Twin Lakes, winding paths,
whistling wind through silver birch…
High on a hill, looking to a valley,
We see a mirrored lake
Shimmering in reflected Light.
Indians camping by the waterway, Long ago
In their hearts felt freedom we enjoy
… … …
Touch of God is everywhere.
Forgotten some of the words but then it was 50 years ago.
The other thing I remember as a counselor there was sitting on the porch of the staff lodge and watching the Northern Lights. As I was researching a couple of years ago, I found out that July and August, 1963 were peak times to see the Northern Lights that far south. Who knew? And I lucked out.
Thanks for awakening my memories.
January 2, 2016 at 6:02 pm
grorich
I was a camper there as well, and i was also Wendy’s counselor on that 10 day trip…lots of good memories.those of you who were at nhc..come check out the northern hills page on FB. Would love to connect and hear your stories
Julie aka GT
December 7, 2016 at 7:56 pm
Courtenay Schurman
For some unknown reason a Camp Northern Hills scouting song filled my brain today and would not go away. Fish begin to fly, rivers run uphill… Oh Lay Oh Lah Oh-a-lay-ohlakea. Anyway, I went online to see if Northern Hills was still viable, sent an email to my parents asking how they sent a Milwaukee girl way up there, and then started looking for anything else I could find. By way of intro I’m now a Mountaineers climb leader in Seattle among the beautiful Cascades and have been for most of my adult life. I have a 12-year-old daughter I also started early (age 3) and hope she has the same wonderful memories of the outdoors that I did. Anyway, good to see there are some of us out there trying to connect. There was a camper nicknamed “Mosquito” who had hundreds of bites up her arm from where she left it against the netting while sleeping… And of course campfire songs…
December 7, 2016 at 9:10 pm
grorich
Come check out our page on facebook. All you have to do is ask to join. What was your camp name and what did you do at camp?. Love ti hear your stories and memories
GT
June 4, 2013 at 12:45 am
rangerwench1
I was fortunate enough to have camped in Tower Trail, Silver Birch, Adahi and Outpost, all at Northern Hills AND got my dream job at age 16 of being a Cindy (as in kitchen, cleaning and packout chores). And then as I hit the great age of 18, they hired me on as “packout Cindy for the whole summer. Man, still remember that dining hall with all the memory canoe paddles from thr Voyageurs and backpacking trips…I actually cried when I read in our local Milwaukee paper that the camp had been sold to a movie company. So many memories of those platform tents, sunrises punctated by the weirdly haunting calls of the loons, Nicolet hiking, mosquito tents that always let one in (!)….to this dai I can smell the border of those northwoods and just float back on some of my very best times on this planet… Thanks for zinging me back there (omg–was this REALLY back that far??) Would have been there 1964 thru 1970.
March 5, 2015 at 7:12 pm
Greg Lotze
I was saddened when I recently learned that Camp Northern Hills is no longer in existence, I spent the summers of 68 & 69 at Northern Hills. I wasn’t your traditional staff member for the era. Being a teenage boy it’s safe to say I was a special circumstance hire! I can say without any reservations that those two summers not only were the best of times, fill with life lasting memories, but also effected the direction my life has taken over the years. It’s sad to think that today’s youth (campers) or young adults (staff) won’t have the opportunity for the positive experiences of Northern Hills, not being able to look back in fond remembrance to the friends and good times as there life continues on.
ghl
January 2, 2016 at 6:07 pm
grorich
What was your camp name? There is a northern hills page on FB. come share your stories with us
GT
September 1, 2013 at 9:17 pm
beth
I first went to Northern Hills in 1980 when I was 2. My mom was the waterfront director, Splish, and my grandmother, Marge, was Chief. I lived there every summer until it closed. It’s where I grew up and love it dearly. I was lucky enough to go back years after it closed when it was sold to private owners, after it’s short stint as a B movie studio. (You can see the lodge in “Children of the Night”). We had a reunion one year in the 90’s and my mom and step dad got married there, but unfortunately the owners not as cooperative and no more reunions were organized. Glad to hear others have fond memories of Northern Hills.
October 8, 2013 at 4:25 pm
Carol Hoganson Bloemer
I too loved Camp Northern Hills. My favorite parts were the Lodge, the hill outside the lodge were we gathered to sing songs before and sometimes after meals. Many of our counselors were just the best. I attended for at least 4 or maybe 5 years. My sister went before me. She was a voyager. I could not wait until I was a voyager. The year came and I went on a 10 day canoe trip. One of the best experiences ever.
One year my family went up to camp to open it. The name “Splish” sounds familiar to me. I was always a blue cap! My father took me fishing during that week we opened the camp. Just the two of us. I have not been in a fishing boat with a rod and reel since. Great memory!
The other thing I loved was making ice cream. Chocolate chip! It was the best ice cream. Food always tasted better at camp.
November 18, 2013 at 9:36 pm
Jane (IVI) Polcyn
I also loved Northern Hills Camp: I spent 2 summers as a swimming instructor. We were known as the KT Patrol i.e. killer turtle. I stayed in Adahi, OutPost, Tower Trail and Watersedge and took out a canoe trip for the little ones on the Wisconsin River. My heart will always be in the north woods. That was thirty-eight years ago. 1976+1977. The wild call of the loon and the otters.
January 2, 2016 at 6:09 pm
grorich
I remember you ivi…we were in sb together in 76
GT
January 3, 2016 at 1:16 pm
Jane Polcyn
I remember you also. Such wonderful memories of timein the north woods. I now live and work in the Detroit, MI metro area. I am a pastor with the Salvtion Army. I still get to go to camp!!
March 13, 2016 at 9:27 pm
grorich
Jane…nice to hear from you. Are you on facebook? We have a northern hills page…come check it out and share your stories.
GT
September 17, 2016 at 7:59 pm
Joan Gaeth
I too have fond memories of Northern Hills Camp. The tune of the Northern Hills Song came right back when seeing the words. I was there in 1963 and 1964. The second year I did the canoe trip. What a fun time. I still use the canoe skills and have a place in the woods near Crivitz. Does anyone know the name of the two lakes and exactly where the camp was? It would be fun to see the area now if at all possible. Joan Giencke/Gaeth (Stoney and Tony Tiger were my camp names.)
June 12, 2018 at 4:27 pm
Carol Bloemer
I believe it was Cranberry Lake. The canoe trips were the best. I remember meeting the “hermit” who lived on the island, I loved worship overlooking the lake. Singing outside before our meals – “I am leaving on a Jet Plane” was a favorite. My camp name was Hogy. I also love the lodge and looking up at the painted canoe paddles on the ceiling. Traditions! Miss them.
August 8, 2021 at 11:59 am
Barbara Figley
One of the lakes was called Cranberry. I think that was the swimming lake. Not sure of the canoeing lake.
December 28, 2021 at 9:04 pm
Mary Geder
Denton was the other lake. I was there in the summer of ‘70. Was a counselor at Outpost -Frankie (Mary Geder)
August 8, 2021 at 11:54 am
Barbara Figley
Hello Wendy,
I am 70 yrs old now and grew up in Wisconsin. I also was a camper at Northern Hills. I have so many fond memories. The bus ride up and stopping at the A & W for our last sugar fix. I loved everything about it. Canoeing on the lake and those early morning swims where I froze. Sitting in the large amphitheater and singing camp songs before heading back to Tower Trail and getting ready for bed. And the counselors telling our tent to be quiet and get to sleep. I wouldn’t trade those memories for anything. Thanks for your blog for reminding me of those cherished days.
September 21, 2021 at 9:22 am
Mary
Hi Wendy, Thank you so much for keeping the memories alive! I wouldn’t have known it shut down if it weren’t for your blog. I was a brownie and girl scout with St. Robert Grade School in Shorewood WI. The Girl Scouts organized camping trips to Camp Alice Chester and Camp Northern Hills. I have so many fond memories – arts and crafts, singing songs like They Call The Wind Mariah, hiking, canoeing, swimming. Beautiful country! Great times!