Behind the Instagram-worthy views of Camp John Hay—the mist-kissed pines at dawn, the enduring American cottages, and the winding trails—are silent warriors whose work rarely makes headlines but whose impact is felt in every clean path, every trimmed tree, and every well-lit corner of the camp.
Rain or shine, these dedicated individuals report for duty, armed not with spectacles but with brooms, pruning shears, and a focused sense of purpose. They are, in truth, the heartbeat of the zone’s upkeep, quietly ensuring that Camp John Hay remains not only beautiful but also safe, functional, and welcoming to all.
From the ever-busy Gate 1 to the serene grounds of Scout Hill, from the elegance of the John Hay hotel to the various activities happening at the Mile Hi Center, these warriors maintain every nook and cranny with precision and pride. Even the lesser-seen areas, like the cottages tucked into quiet corners (if you are at Scout Hill, you will see one), picnic spots awaiting weekend laughter, and firelines that protect the forest (well, you have to walk our trails to truly appreciate the depth of their work), receive their careful attention.
Yes, their tasks go far beyond sweeping and scrubbing. They prune overgrown trees that obscure nighttime illumination at night (I know, folks, JHMC is working hard for a brighter Camp John Hay, which will be in view soon) and preserve shared spaces that promote community connection, like the CJH Pawradise and the Mini Golf. Their work is both practical and poetic, if I may say so, a daily act of stewardship that allows Camp John Hay to breathe, shine, and thrive.
So the next time you stroll inside the camp, pause for a moment. That crisp path beneath your feet, that well-lit trail at dusk, that fresh scent of pine? It’s all thanks to the silent stewards who make it possible.
They may not wear capes, and we may not call them Superman or Wonder Woman, but they carry the weight of preservation with quiet grace. And for that, let’s honor them.
