Actually, since The Hollows is an old gravel pit and the first site acquired by MCCD, I’m not sure “conservation area” is a fitting title.
But, the price was right. Material Service gave it to MCCD after it was mined out.
It is certainly an adequate and close camping ground for Crystal Lake-area Cub Scouts sponsored by the First United Methodist Church of Crystal Lake.
In the afternoon, different ways of keeping a rope from fraying were demonstrated. I think burning the end of a plastic rope had more interest for the kids than whipping. (Cub Scout Pack 164 from the Ridgefield Presbyterian Church is meeting with 158 this year.)
It was pretty much the hit of the afternoon. It crawled all over the arm, face and head of the two boys. My son, who picked up a garden snake on the 3-mile hike was a bit perturbed when the walking stick was walking on his hair.
After the hike, the kids were quite ready for dinner. Instead of buying bratwurst in a grocery store, I bought it at Kalck’s Butcher Shop across from the train station on Woodstock Street in Downtown Crystal Lake. (There are evern 3 30-minute parking spaces in front so people can make a quick stop.) They have the best brats I have ever eaten. I think I got them some new customers.
Then, the real fun began. I wish I had an infrared lens. The boys were running around the camp site having the time of their lives until goodness knows what time. Flash light tag. Aliens. Stuff like that.
All fell asleep hearing the traffic on Route 14. Truck transmission ground from gear to gear. Two trains an hour chugged past.
Both of us were awakened by booming noises during the night. My son thought it was thunder, but I didn’t see any rain clouds. I thought it sounded more like gun shots or fire works.
I had to bring the tent home unfolded because it was so wet.
Even made the 11 o’clock church service.
Good thing, too!
It would not have done to miss that service.