by: Alyssa LaCoy
Arcadian winter has begun to send a clear message that our time on Lake Massawepie is nearly over. Finicky propane heaters have forced us out of our personal yurts, a slow water filter (the cold slows it down) encouraged our transition to boiling drinking water, and limited warmth, causing cramped crowded days in community spaces, is slowly dissolving our sanity. These things happen in the Adirondacks, or so we’ve heard.
A gradual move-out from Arcadia began last Thursday with our second-to-last day of chores. To prepare the village for our departure the following week, we engaged in a particularly thorough cleanse of several spaces. Drew Felter and Maggie Jensen consolidated the remaining firewood in community areas, Oscar Wilkerson and Alyssa LaCoy sorted through this semester’s worth of accumulated junk in community spaces, and Garrett Sopko and Ali Kostick offered the Clive a final goodbye spray and stir.
A group of Arcadians also volunteered to tow the two sailboats across the lake for season retirement. At the last minute, assistant director Kim Covill’s dog, Scooter, bounded into a canoe. As Scooter’s howl echoed throughout the cove, high winds and an excited dog rocked Erin Waters and Alyssa LaCoy’s canoe with each stroke.
Thursday night came all too quickly, and, once again, it was time to write our weekly essay for Glenn Harris’s environmental studies class. Students stayed up until a record 4:00 a.m., and those persistent enough—or those who procrastinated enough—were rewarded with witnessing a gentle snowfall throughout the night.
It proved to be the first “snow and stick” of the season, and the morning sun illuminated a winter wonderland across the village. The temperature read a nippy twelve degrees that morning, and the chilling wave of cold was sustained throughout the weekend. The elements, however, did not stop Arcadians from embarking on woodland explorations or jumping into the lake after sauna baths.
With far too much time on her hands, Ali Kostick took it upon herself to sort an entire jar full of sunflower seeds, craisins, pumpkin seeds, dates, and pineapple chunks. She remained at the kitchen table for nearly two hours until her work was finally done. A strong anti-craisin advocate, Ali reveled in her new opportunity to eat the craisinless mix. The community response was less enthusiastic. “Why don’t you spend your time sorting something useful, like the spice drawer?” suggested Will Madison, assistant director.
As the days grow colder, our hearts grow warmer. We have truly grown to appreciate our time here and each other, despite our differences. With less than a week left, we aim to make the most of the unique experience and environment made available to us this semester. Although we can’t feel our fingers or our faces, in many ways the cold makes us feel more alive.