Gee,
I'd love to attend, BUT, distance and cost prevent that. Maybe after I win the MAX lottery.
Gee,
I'd love to attend, BUT, distance and cost prevent that. Maybe after I win the MAX lottery.
I've heard nothing but great things about Camp Calvin and I will try my best to make it in 2018. Your line up of instructors look amazing and getting to hang with Calvin for 4 days will be some special.
I've heard nothing but great things about Camp Calvin and I will try my best to make it in 2018. Your line up of instructors look amazing and getting to hang with Calvin for 4 days will be some special.
I've not yet been to Camp Calvin buy am hoping to visit soon. I grew up in New Brunswick and first learned the fiddle at the age of 7 from Jocelyn Bourque. Now, 26 years later I'm still playing fiddle and sharing fiddle music with others, and most of the time it's Calvins songs that I play/teach.
I've not yet been to Camp Calvin buy am hoping to visit soon. I grew up in New Brunswick and first learned the fiddle at the age of 7 from Jocelyn Bourque. Now, 26 years later I'm still playing fiddle and sharing fiddle music with others, and most of the time it's Calvins songs that I play/teach.
It dawned on me that CAMP CALVIN isn't a place....it is an atmosphere.
Being one of the fortunate ones to experience Emma Lake Fiddle Camp, I sat back and watched as the magic spawned at CAMP CALVIN
Tears of joy as people meet up again, old friends, new friends
Tears that stream from our eyes as we are embellished with the greatest music performances Canada has to offer.
Tears of sadness in saying goodbye see you again... as the week is over and we return to our lives
Emma Lake as not a place it was an atmosphere of music, song, dance, friendship and life experiences.
Emma has not been forgotten but has been replaced with CAMP CALVIN. New friends, new music, new song new memories.
AND IF THAT DOESNT SAY IT ALL.......
In week two we had the magic wand appear.... the fiddle wand.. low and behold but who walks through the door but Father Fiddle Camps fiddle. Yes Sandy Cameron’s fiddle. This is now being played by his grandson Tanner Cameron I might add.
It was magic... if that is not a sign from the sky’s I don’t know what is....CAMP CALVIN is blessed
I don’t have words for CAMP CALVIN...just a lot of emotion, music, tunes, song, dance, friends. laughter and memories that beat no other.
It dawned on me that CAMP CALVIN isn't a place....it is an atmosphere.
Being one of the fortunate ones to experience Emma Lake Fiddle Camp, I sat back and watched as the magic spawned at CAMP CALVIN
Tears of joy as people meet up again, old friends, new friends
Tears that stream from our eyes as we are embellished with the greatest music performances Canada has to offer.
Tears of sadness in saying goodbye see you again... as the week is over and we return to our lives
Emma Lake as not a place it was an atmosphere of music, song, dance, friendship and life experiences.
Emma has not been forgotten but has been replaced with CAMP CALVIN. New friends, new music, new song new memories.
AND IF THAT DOESNT SAY IT ALL.......
In week two we had the magic wand appear.... the fiddle wand.. low and behold but who walks through the door but Father Fiddle Camps fiddle. Yes Sandy Cameron’s fiddle. This is now being played by his grandson Tanner Cameron I might add.
It was magic... if that is not a sign from the sky’s I don’t know what is....CAMP CALVIN is blessed
I don’t have words for CAMP CALVIN...just a lot of emotion, music, tunes, song, dance, friends. laughter and memories that beat no other.
