The Coolest Camp of the Summer? Mountain Biking Camp in a 70’s Limo

Did Your Camp Have a Rockin' 70's Limo??

I wanted my 10.5 year old to go to a camp with an older age group – to move him out of the 5-10 year old little-kids camps, and move him into the 8-14 year old group. You know, hang with the older kids with bigger challenges and a more tuned skill-set. 

And BOY did we pay for it... I mean, boy did we find the right camp!

Geared up with dude-like gloves, helmet, Camelback backpack, and bike shorts to protect those privately places, my son would head to camp. And he’d come home… come home….come home a different sort of person: “ ‘Suuuuuuuup, Mom?” ‘Sup apparently being the new way of saying: “Hi Mom, how are you today?”

‘Sup replaced every single other greeting, phrase, hello that he previously had had in his vocabulary….. Walk into the room: ‘Sup? Knock on his bedroom door: ‘Sup? Catch his eye on the front porch: ‘Sup???  That, as well as now calling my husband, his dad, by our last name instead of good old “Dad” has been an eye-popping shift.

But back to the mountain biking camp, after we stifled our wide-eyed surprise about the new dude-speak and heard about his day – we found ourselves salivating at the adventures and eager to join in the fun next time if we only could pretend to be a pre-pubescent teen-tween…. Biking up to the peak of Mt Tam, biking around the old Nike Missile Site (and then getting a TOUR of the missile site!) learning how to change a tire, how to change a gear, what a gear actually IS… !

And, the best of the best, was getting to ride in the custom fitted white, 70s limo with the coolest bike rack EVER on top. With Queen’s “Bicycle Race” blasting from out of the speakers as they drove down 101 to their next cool destination:

Bicycle bicycle bicycle

I want to ride my bicycle bicycle bicycle

I want to ride my bicycle

I want to ride my bike

I want to ride my bicycle

I want to ride it where I like

How flipping cool is that???

He came home every single day glowing. With stories of limos and lunches and bike-themed songs blasting out of speakers.

How cool is that. ‘Sup.

Namaste & Three Gears –OM