The Bunker Hill Retreat is a special place. The quite is the first thing that struck me. No cel service or phones of any kind, no TVs, no wifi, no loud cars, no loud music, and no need to drive anywhere. The retreat is a very isolated vacation spot on Jack’s Fork in southern Missouri.
When I first described it to Archer he panicked a bit. A whole weekend without the internet?! No YouTube? No video games? Whoa. When he put it that way I felt a bit uneasy too. When we drove in the cellular internet started to get spotty about 30 miles away and had completely dropped out about 15 miles out. Now it’s getting serious.
It didn’t take long for the beauty and isolation to win me over. It’s like a small community cut off from the outside world where you can let everything go for a few days. What’s the latest news? Who knows. You don’t have any way to check even if you wanted to. We arrived in the late afternoon and by lunch the next day I had stopped reaching for my phone every five minutes. Its a weird habit until you notice how absurd it is.
The meals were all provided and served family style where we ate at long tables with everyone else who was staying, maybe 15 families in all.
The kids had a great time once they got the place figured out and I can’t wait to go back.
On our first night we played on the rick beach. Griffin had never seen so many rocks to choose from. It took some persuasion to get Archer to be comfortable throwing rocks into the water, skipping them across the top, digging pits, and stacking them however you want. Alice tried to eat them all. It was nine at night with very little light when I took these first photos and I am very impressed by how well my Fuji performed.
Day two was filled with exploring the river by canoe and we finished off the day with a campfire by the water complete with s-mores.
We were all a little sad to say goodbye to our little cabin.
