Let me start out by saying, I love Camp Camp and all the happiness it brings to the world. For the last year I've been working for the Boy Scouts of America (Wood Scouts) as a Camp Ranger (Quarter Master). At this point I've come to realize that Camp Camp is the origin story not only for the area and the people in it, but for my boss, Davey. Yes, his name is really Davey, and from talking to him, you can tell he used to be happy and plucky(?) all the time. However, his origin was 10 years ago and now he's something a little...harder. Davey has worked his way up in the world and works from the office a lot, but makes it out to camp to come and cringe at what's been going on. If the urge to see what David (the character) turns out like, feel free to swing by sometime, we'll be running around in a constant state of panic.
Camp Campbell it self is about 5 minutes down the road, the Girl Scouts (Flower Scouts) about 15 minutes the other direction (though they come to my camp and bribe me with cookies) and about 5 other camps within a 20 minute drive. Town has the pure Mexican cane-sugar dealers and there is no lake, but the ocean is 30 minutes away.