Back at Mendocino for a SPIKE

Awright. So I'm at camp mendocino, comfortable situated in one of our three bunk rooms (one for the four girls, two for the seven guys).
Electricity here is a give-and-take. We got spoiled last night since they are having a kind of Boys and Girls Club conference/retirement party. With the bigwigs here they left the main generator running all night. In the future, we get power from around 5:30 to 10:45, and they also said we could run the generator for about an hour in the morning for breakfast and the like. It is unfortunate that we did not know this while we were shopping, because we bought an all time record of 7 gallons of milk, anticipating our next shopping trip being 9 days away. Buuuuut since we are now living out of coolers, the milk may not last that long. Ah, well, another brick in the road.
It is February in California, so of course it is raining pretty much constantly. I am very happy that we are indoors and not in the cabins, as we initially thought. Much more comfortable.
We start work monday. We were told to wear our FRT clothes (nomex pants, fireboots, the like) so I assume we must be doing brush hauling, and maybe a little burning of the brush piles. Nothing glorious.
The camp itself is a pretty awesome place to be spending four weeks. It has the ability to house and feed about 400 kids at once during the summer, so clusters of cabins (I think they are divided into "tribes" during the summer season) sprawl out from the main complex that has laundry, offices (with computers and wifi if I get the password), and a gigantic kitchen.
This is redwood country, and this area is fairly old growth. Not quite sequoia national forest old growth, but much bigger than el averago treeo back home. The upper canopy is easily sixty to seventy feet up, and the forest floor is bare of almost all low-lying shrubs, just layered in needles. Fairly magical area.
The Skunk Train that runs through camp (apparently the only train left in the country that the postal service actively uses to transport mail), supposedly comes daily, though I never saw it when AmeriCorps was here last time for team training. It goes into nearby Willits and Fort Bragg, so theoretically the plan is to hop it if it makes enough passes to get us back before next week. Otherwise the weekend is going to be pretty sleepy here.
By the way, I'm getting great photos and videos now that I have a cord to connect my camera to my computer, the wondrous technology. I'll figure out where I'm going to put those so yous all can see them eventually. And we do have internet here (obviously), it's just a little hard to get (need electricity and time) but since I have my loyal lappy I can write on there and flash it over to the office to for webification.
It is realllllly lazy here without anything to do, and it being rainy and the weekend. We played some cranium and some cards and came to the conclusion that we eat the most of our food supply when we don't work. Yuss indeedy.
But theoretically, once we get our act together and it stops raining, this is a boys and girls club camp. They have bows and arrows with rubber tips, and we have goggles and helmets, so fun is to be had by all. Now the rain just needs to stop.