By Iris Krasnow​ After a two Baltimore and a four the Milwaukee airport I am finally on a reddish dirt road dusted in crusty pine needles approaching camp. My stomach lurches and tears well up in my eyes when I see the rustic sign that spells AGAWAK!The familiar rush of recognition overwhelms me that sense…

  We had a fabulous first day of activities with nothing but blue skies above. Blue Lake was pure glass. We skied over 140 campers… many for the first time. A 22 northern was caught in our fishing class by Noa in cabin 13. Allison in cabin 1 climbed to the top of the Tango…