5/2 – 5/4/08: Camp Pouch, Staten Island
Our trip to Camp Pouch on Staten Island, NY wasn’t like most of Troop 48’s trips. Usually, we would go camping deep in the woods, not 10 minutes from a major city like New York City. Our plan was to go to the Statue of Liberty and Ellis Island on Saturday and to leave Sunday morning. Three people were staying through Sunday to ride in the Five Borough Bike Tour through New York City. The trip was interesting, despite feeling a bit like a school field trip. When we arrived we quickly unpacked and took a night hike. After a little bit of walking we stumbled upon a graveyard. We would have explored the graveyard further, but we decided that some people may not be very respectful to the dead.
On Saturday morning we ate a breakfast of almost perfect half-cooked pancakes and sausage. Then, we made our bag lunches, and started towards the parking lot for the drive to the Staten Island Ferry. The ferry passed the Statue of Liberty and Ellis Island in the New York Harbor. Upon arriving in Manhattan, we purchased our tickets, then into the hour or so long wait in line to board the ferry, which would take us to the islands. During the hour wait we took a quick visit to Castle Clinton. Castle Clinton was the immigration center before Ellis Island. Over 1 million people went through Castle Clinton. Also during the wait we talked to this black guy who sang songs and gave advice. He told us that if we talk to black people we would go to heaven. The Final interesting thing that happened during that wait was Blake got to play this cool drum, complementary of a local musician. Finally after going through the over protective security, Troop 48 began its journey into history. At first glance the Statue of Liberty looked amazing. It was a tall outstanding statue in the distance, a historical symbol of our county. At the statue we all got pictures in front of it, and we went through the exciting gift shop. After an hour or so there, we set off to Ellis Island. At first I only saw the main building, but as I looked around I noticed how big of a complex it was. The main building there was full of exhibits, there were tons of them. My favorite was the one with all the olden artifacts from the people who came over. Then, we took a quick stop at Ground Zero. The mood, of one most important place in recent history, was very solemn and honoring. I felt like I was part of something important as I stood there watching them build a new building in the Twin Towers place. When we finished there we trudged back to the cabin. After a filling dinner of pasta we went to bed ending our trip to New York City.