Outdoor Life Summer Travel

Look out Camp Cheerio, here I come

July 17, 2015
group of happy kids roasting marshmallows on campfire

Sending my daughter to her first sleepaway summer camp in the US

When I first offered Camp Cheerio to my then nine-year old daughter, she said, “No way, Mom.” It wasn’t as if she had never been away from home. Since first grade Anna, like most Czech kids her age, had spent at least a week each spring at a “school in nature” camp. She’d been to ski camp with her school in the winter, and she’d also attended a weeklong overnight gymnastics summer camp program.

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