We were always worried that when our river kid hit kindergarten/first grade, she'd raise her hand in class and ask to go to the groover. Or she'd hear a big truck pass by and yell "jet boat," like she loved to do on the Main Salmon trips. She eventually outgrew her love of doing the dishes every night in camp, but she's never lost her love for the river. Her big sister on the other hand can take it or leave it. The allure of the camping, rapids, and the groover are lost on her. It's so cool to see a kid grow up with a true joy of being outdoors and away from all the technology of everyday life. Plus they learn a certain sturdiness that only the outdoors can teach.
"We are all visitors to this time, this place. We are just passing through. Our purpose here is to observe, to learn, to grow, to love....and then we return home."
Australian Aboriginal Proverb