After a greasy dinner, we got ready for a PJ party in the barn - it was real campy and not too many people were dancing besides us. The rest of the night after that was long and interesting - we met all sorts of people including a furry (e:paul,58990).
It's weird, the people there are very old and retirement-homey. It makes me think that Jones Pond is fun, but gay camp is quickly becoming one of those "gay community" things that is fading into the past now that society is more tolerant and integrated.
Didn't manage to get many pictures - hard to carry a phone in a onesie


(e:paul) getting forced to drink

Bathroom artwork
It's an Episcopalian tradition to paint the North South and East doors red. I think it is why the Rolling Stones sang "I see a red door and I want to paint it back). Jagger was singing about church doors. It's like the sign of the cross combined with red color of the blood of Christ.