Camp Milbrook Today

The main house.
Standing in front of the house is former camper and counselor Tim Creem, who purchased the camp property in 1985 from Bob Horan. Most of the interior has been remodeled and looks lovely. The dining hall (on the left, not fully pictured) still remains and looks just like it used to, including the old tables and benches, and the dining hall lights that were two bulbs protruding from a birch log suspended from the ceiling by chains. The large tree that shaded the front porch has died.
(8.9.01 John Hultgren)

The grove.
Down at the waterfront, just a short walk north of the swimming area, lies the pine grove overlooking Lake Highland. Still carpeted in pine needles and with the rock that Brookie sat on when she read her stories, it's not at all hard to remember the 'Old Man On The Mountain' and the corn roasts. I only wished that it was night time and that I had a candle on a disk of birchwood that I could set adrift in the lake while I made my wish...
(8.9.01 John Hultgren)

The waterfront.
The 'L,' where many of us learned to swim, is stacked neatly to the side but rocks on the lake floor still mark the spot where it once was anchored. And grass now grows where once upon a time our feet prevented it from doing so. And Brookie's Island hasn't floated away.
(8.9.01 John Hultgren)

Upper Boys cabin, hut and tent.
Time has taken it's toll on the cabins. Standing at the pipeline, the paths are gone and covered with fallen timber. Most of the cabins have partially collapsed, but the Upper Boys' remain in the best condition (so I guess we'd win inspection and get to go to town). Some remnants of the tent platform still remain.
(8.9.01 John Hultgren)

Upper Boys Hut.
Peering inside the windows of the Upper Boys Cabin and Hut, one can still read the names of former campers etched onto the overhead beams that watch over the now collapsed beds. And mice have robbed the mattresses of their stuffing.
(8.9.01 John Hultgren)