Some of my fondest childhood memories are of Camp Council, the overnight
summer camp I attended for several years as a boy. It was located in rural
Phoenixville, PA. Since I was in the area for the wedding, I decided to see
what, if anything was left of the pool, the cabins (we
called them bunks), and so on. I knew the camp had closed in 1986,
but I thought perhaps there would be some remnant.
Here’s what’s left: nothing. It’s now a housing development.
Phoenixville looks a lot like some parts of Maryland up Interstate 270: an unholy
union of beautiful rural landscapes and strip malls, old wooden barns
and aluminum sided houses.
A few familiar sites remain, thankfully. French Creek, where we would
go to fish and canoe, is still there, as is the covered bridge, and the
crumbling stone house to which we sometimes hiked. The counselors
told us a witch once lived there (shades of the Blair Witch Project).
How strange that this decaying structure, which probably predated the
camp (dedicated in 1927), still survives.
I took some photographs, which you can see if you click the thumbnail.
UPDATE: Camp Council photos from 1964-1968, courtesy of Gail!
UPDATE: Dave Frederick’s Camp Council Website.
UPDATE: Camp Council photos from Michele!