On a typical night off at camp, as a counselor, you had a few choices to occupy your time. Besides the obvious, staying in camp and hiding from your campers, you had the option of going out in to "town" for the night. There were basically two directions that you could choose from outside of camp, one that lead to Rte 20 and the other that lead to Rte 9. Each of these destinations had minimal options for young people, especially people under the age of 21.
For us, the most fun was to go to Friendly's which was out on Rte 20. When our little group of friends all got the same night off, we wanted to get there as quick as possible. In order to do this, we had to take a ride on the five mile road. Which, oddly enough, runs exactly five miles from the camp entrance and Rte 20. We would sometimes race in two or three cars to see who could get there first. A lot of times, this was completely reckless and speeds were too high. I remember one time that I swear we made it from camp to Rte 20 in 8 minutes.
One of the things that we did on those rides is get behind a random vehicle that was innocently traveling on the five mile road and shut our lights off. It would really freak the other driver out. Sometimes we would do this to each others cars as well. The road has few lights on it so when you did something like this, the only way to see was to use the lights of the car in front. Sometimes, as a joke, if you were in front, you would shut your lights off too, leaving everyone scrambling for the switch to their headlights before running off the road and smashing in to a tree. We figured out, after doing this many times, that it was almost possible, on a clear night, to ride with your lights off completely and use the tops of the trees as guidelines. Once your eyes got used to it, you could see from the moonlight.
I don't recommend doing this type of thing to anyone. I have no idea what we were thinking but I do know that a lot of times, we ended up laughing our asses off all the way down the five mile road. Seeing as there was almost nothing to do at the end of the road, we at least found some excitement along the way.
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I never got involved with that craziness ;] But, I do recall hearing about a couple of counselors that turned their headlights off behind a Van traveling down the five mile road. When the headlights went out, the Van stopped. The counselors drove past the Van .... and then ... the Van followed the counselors. At that moment, one of those (wimpy) counselors [sounding like a wimpering little wuss) stated "nice one Dan! there could be several persons in that Van, ready and willing to "rumble". In fact, the girl driving the counselors (let's call her Bobbin Tuvalle] suggested we [I mean the counselors] were idiots and was quite upset with those counselors [for about a minute].
Anyway, I believe the driver of the Van followed the counselors to Friendlys, flipped them off (without any conflicts) and then drove away. I BELIEVE THIS WAS THE LAST TIME HEADLIGHTS WERE TURNED OFF ON THE FIVE MILE ROAD.
..... BESIDES, ISN'T THAT HOW WHEELCHAIR MARY GOT INJURED???
AHHA!
You were there! Damn right there was no conflict on that night... however, I do recall an altercation that ended with something to do with toilet paper... but that's another story.
Allegedly I WAS NOT!!!
But, the toilet paper incident? Don't you mean the super glue dimes to the car key entries, smear black shoe polish on the windows, slash tires, glue tire on the hood and glue pinecones and dirt on the car roof incident? I WASN'T THERE EITHER!!!!!!! As Michael Jackson once said "eee he he!!"
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