There must be something that keeps us comeing back year after year, generation after generation. Could it be when you turn into the driveway of 2 Little Beaver Rd we enter into another world? A world of peace and tranquility and friendship that is so hard to find in this world of hustle and bustle.
The first thing you see are the fields. It could be corn, tobacco, or just lying fallow for the year. The black cows with their calves grace one side of the driveway. The you come to the old swimming hole with an area for little ones to wade and splash in. On the other side it is deeper where you can revisit your youth and play king of the mountain on the raft that has been provided or just float around in Jennie, the boat that was donated by regulars that dearly love Beaver Creek. There is even a boat house where Jennie and the raft can be tucked in for the night. I have seen many a dad teach his son how to fish in that big old pond. At the end of the day you will often see some Amish families come and play and cool off after a hard day of work.
At one end of the pond is a covered bridge that will rumble as you drive through it to cabins 5 and 6. If you walk through it you can look out down the creek and dream about days gone by when beaver actually did occupy the creek. If you look real hard you might even believe you see one.
Take a trip back over the bridge to the long driveway and head accross the creek where you will find cabins 1 through 4. 3 and 4 is a half cabin that is perfect for bringing grandma and grandpa. They can sit out front watching the kids romp and play listening to the horse and buggy's clip clop a they pass on the road. The smoke can be seen from the Strasburg Steam train as it leaves the station with a hearty whistle that echo's accross the valley and up the hills.
Follow that wonderful driveway further and you think you are going right into the fields as you go up higher to cabins 7 through 10. Cabin 10 was our magical beginning. We watched as our little girl answered the baa baa of the sheep in the mornings in the little field right next to the cabin. She would run out to talk, pet and feed them still in her nightgown, hair blowing behind her as she ran. There are goats there now but they still seem to know when there are children there.
Each cabin is well supplied with pots, pans, dishes, silverware, and fresh linen and towels. A full kitchen allows you to cook your own meals or there are many restaurants in the area. Even though there is no maid service, Ronda and the Amish girls that help her clea manage to make the cabins sparkle and smell fresh and clean for your arrival.
As dusk settles the pavillion provides a gathering place with a fire pit for a warm glow and perfect setting to meet and talk about the days adventures with your cabin mates. Quite often someone will tell a story for the children and before you know it, the adults are listening too remembering the excitement from when they were young. Maybe the week you're there someone plays an instrument or sings a song. No matter what the pavillion beckons you.
I must remind you to bring your favorite recipe ot make for the Wednesday night cookout. My goodness, what wonderful food has been sampled over the years. As a special treat Ronda makes home made ice cream after the meal, yum!!
Harold and Mariam Brubaker built the first cabin in 1967 so, yes, they are aged. But in the aging each cabin has a character of its own. Part of the character are the memories you have of it and your stay there. Ronda has maintained the quality and friendship that her parents started more than 45 years ago.
As we leave the tranquil time we have spent at Beaver Creek behind us to head back to reality, we often will dream about how wonderful it will be next year and remember with love our stay here.
Bring your imagination and your children.
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