Visited two other ‘Great Camps’ today, which were built by the same rich industrialist who built Camp Huntington (my home for the week). Seeing the changes in style and architecture is neat. The obsession with birch bark covered furniture seems never to have gone away.
Its late, but here are some pictures and a video from earlier.
The Playhouse (yes that’s what it was called) at Sagamore was place for ‘polite entertainment and games’.
Camp Sagamore; Outdoor bowling pavilion anyone?
Camp Sagamore; A literal one horse open sleigh. The people who owned these kind of camps were the only people rich enough to inspire Christmas songs.
Camp Uncas; This entire lake is surrounded by privately owned land so no one can ever move in a spoil the view from these chairs.
Camp Uncas; The dinning hall – a whole building to serve dinner for a single family…and 25 of their closest friends.
Camp Sagamore; I had to stand in the boathouse to get a viewpoint capable of fitting the whole of the main lodge in the picture.
Camp Sagamore; The east end of the dinning hall over looking the lake.
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