A nice view of the lake
Joseph and Richard were able to go fishing. They caught their limit every time. Richard is a master fisherman. He and Karen were the camp missionaries as Lake Lyman the previous three summers, so he knows where the great fishing spots are.
We fed three hundred people three times a day, plus snacks.
Preparing breakfast. The theme was based on being on a cruise line ( I'm sure their was a spiritual meaning behind it but we weren't involved in that aspect of camp. Each night they would pull into port and our meals were based on that port (Mexico, Hawaii and Italy). For Joseph and my aprons I used my sillouette and put an anchor on the hat and the aprons had a steering wheel with an S in the center.
We would spend hours preparing the meal and then a half hour of craziness getting everyone fed a hot meal.
Dishes were a constant. The week passed quickly. I learned how to cook spaghetti for a crowd and not have it sticky. How to keep things warm in a cooler. Things that don't work. We made 20 Texas sheet cakes using an assembly line to make them and then keeping track of four ovens so that they didn't burn. The girls seemed to think that the kitchen staff were the ones to turn to when they had a need. Joseph had to make a mad dash when a valve broke at the outdoor sinks up by the privys and fix it for the girls as water was spraying everywhere. Richards' gear shift broke on his truck hauling a trailer into the camp. So Joseph had to get underneath the truck everytime to put it into gear manually. The Stake president hauled his trailer home for him so he didn't have to deal with that coming home, especially coming out of the Uinta's.
While the girls were gone on their day hike we took our kayaks out on the lake so we did have a few minutes here and there for ourselves. It was a choice experience being behind the scenes and helping things go smoothly.
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