Many of you have flown in for this first World Child and Youth Care Conference. This web site has a simple purpose to serve as a visual record for Connecting at the Crossroads and the Stand by Me Clan Gathering which took place prior to the event. Registrants for both events are invited to send their impressions in for inclusion. What or who made an impression on you? Click on the tiny mouse and send in your comments.
For some months now, some have been following a page for the conference on social networking. Several were building on bonds formed earlier and focused at the first Clan Gathering. A suggestion was made to go out for supper on Saturday to Chafe's Landing in Petty Harbour. A small party of folks was anticipated and it simply grew to the point of exhausting the supply of cars and drivers to transport everyone. The Chafe family lived in this wee house for several generations. It evolved into one of the finer places leading to it being recommended.
The group overwhelmed the place taking up the second floor and folks were soon tucking into fresh seafood, wild game and a combination of all they serve in one meal. The distinctive dish was a local custom of adding seasoned, bread stuffing and gravy to one's mound of fries. Indulgent and fabulous and fitting with the super moon that evening.
The Clan Gathering opened with a unique Keynote Speaker in the form of Hedgy, who had attended the first Gathering. Thom looks a wee bit taken aback with Leon's choice of opener!
Registrants were given an overview and up-date of where CYC-Net is at - 1.5 million hits annually and where it would like to go. Discussions about language differences easily moved on to discussions on cultural influences and issues of perception. The goal of allowing the web site to be even more inclusive with more translated content remains active. The global reach of the site remains impressive and possibly it is the only such resource available to many in the world when it comes to child and youth care. The sensitivity around these needs and challenges was accepted and shared by most in the room.
Conference Co-Chairs Heather and Thom hit upon a master stroke putting the better part of the entire delegation on a rather small boat to go out and look for whales, while they decamped into town and George Street. What a fabulous experience! Not at all what this writer was expecting. First time on a real ocean here for this writer and the swells and buffeting of the swells gave the term sea legs a new appreciation. Finding the whales was the second learning out of the evening. Although no bait or tackle is involved, whale watching has all the variability and discipline of a sport. They are not out there frolicking on command like an animal in a zoo. Rather they are following their own rhythms and whims, appearing for a few moments one or two times before diving off to a new location. Add in the quest to photograph these sightings amid the chaos of the boat heaving about with a long lens which compresses reality and the sport of it all even becomes more appreciated.
Less expected and a lot less sport like was a spontaneous streak diving demonstration, salute, whatever by a group of young men who appear to wait for the tour boats and dare each other to jump in nude just because. Good thing they do not put that in the brochures.
All rights reserved Published with the support of Garth Goodwin on behalf of Connecting at the Crossroads 1995-2013