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CAPE GAZETTE, Friday, June 7 - June 13, 1996.17 CAPE LIFE Holly Lake Campsite offers off the beaten track trek Buster the fawn, four buffalo, goats, sheep, geese, peacocks greet visitors By Kristen Seal Vacationing in the Cape region is not limited only to the beaches and the boardwalk. If crowds fighting their way to the ocean is not your idea of a relaxing break from the everyday, consider plan- ning a get away to Holly Lake Campsite. Located off Rt. 24 in Millsboro, Holly Lake Campsite has been hosting campers, hikers and ani- mal lovers since 1968. The approximately 200 acre campsite is owned by Lewes businessman Bob Raley and features camp- grounds, three miles of nature trails, an observation tower over- looking the wetlands and animals galore. Campground manager Kenny Hopkins explained that after sev- eral surveys at camp shows throughout the years, Holly Lake visitors expressed that the wildlife and the nature trails within the campsite are one of the biggest attractions. "We have burrows, goats, sheep, Canadian geese, domestic geese, mallards, White-tail deer, Fallow deer, buffalo, cattle, pea- cocks and more," Hopkins explained. "Years ago we started out with goats for the kids to see and we just got more and more animals." Hopkins added that no hunting is permitted on the campgrounds, therefore the land serves as an excellent resting area for many varieties of wildfowl throughout the year. Current highlights at Holly Lake Campsite include the two-week- old fawn named "Buster", the three Fallow deer (an exotic deer native of Yugoslavia whose rack resembles that of a moose) and four buffalo, two of whom are expecting. Hopkins said that Buster the fawn was found in a hayfield five miles outside of the campsite with the umbilical cord still attached to him and his mother nowhere in sight. Hopkins had bottle-fed another deer that was found last year, so he knew what had to be done. "I've never seen an animal take to a bottle like Buster does," Hop- kins said. "He will be bottle-fed for another three to four months until he can eat soybeans." Buster is currently drinking powdered goat's milk; cow's milk is a bit too difficult for him to digest." Holly Lake Campsite acquired the Fallow deer from a livestock sale in Carlisle, Pa. Hopkins explained that the racks on these deer have a smoother line and are velvety like those on a moose. The deer look similar to the White-tail but they zip around their pen with the speed and the agility of a gazelle. The four buffalo that live on the campgrounds can be seen roaming in their four-acre field from one of the dirt roadways. According to Hopkins, two of the four females will have calves soon. Hopkins explained that while the buffalo may seem slow as they are strolling and grazing, their speed is phenomenal. "I couldn't believe how fast the buffalo run. When they get going, they can run faster than any horse. I don't know how the Indians ever kept up with them," Hopkins added. Plenty of activities within the park are scheduled throughout the summer aside from observing the animals. Three horse shows are planned as are night hikes, DJs and much more. "I really enjoy the work I do here, it is so much fun," Hopkins said. "I was raised on a dairy farm so I can take it for granted being around all of these animals all of the time. Kids get so excited and ask so many questions, it's nice to see them getting the experience that I've had." For more information on the summer activities scheduled at Holly Lake Campsite, call 945- 3410. Kristen Seal photos Holly Lake Campsite Manager Kenny Hopkins holds "Buster" the two-week-old fawn who now lives on the grounds Buster will be bottle-fed for three or four months. Eight-year-old Iem-f is one of the four buffalo living on the Holly Lake Campsite grounds. Two of the females also living on the four-acre buffalo parcel are expecting calves. Riviera day dreams dissipate with the loudettes Beaches are a great place to day dream. There is something about the quiet rolling of the waves that allows your mind to drift in and out of reality. The beach can be like a brilliant palette that beckons you to relax and paint your dreams. And so it was that I found myself lying out in the sand in front of the Rehoboth Beach Boardwalk staring up at a cerulean blue cloudless sky. The sun was kind, just warm enough to make the ambiance comfortable. I drifted away to where I envi- sioned myself on a beach in an exotic place like Canne, France. A waiter whose name was Pierre and who had a bod to die for, had just finished serving me a cold drink. I settled back down on the blanket adjusting my size four bikini. I couldn't help but be amused as he left singing: Pretty woman, walking down AROUND TOWN Nancy Katz the street, Pretty woman, just the kind. I'd like to meet .... And then I knew I was back in Rehoboth. Within two inches of my right ear a beach umbrella pole was being dug in the sand. And a voice that drowned out a pack of seagulls begging for food roared: "And then I told Bill that Harry and Estelle were coming on Fri- day. Hey is this umbrella straight? Well, can you believe that I have to put up with that. I told Bill, no way am I getting involved with this situation. Hey are you sure this is straight? I think it's lean- ing. Anyway, then Estelle got on her high horse. And of course what could I do? Can you believe after all I've done for those peo- ple, she has the nerve, of course Estelle is one of my best friends, and then I said to Morty, who nev- er listens anyway. HEY, BILL GET ME A DRINK WHILE YOU ARE GOING THAT WAY! Any- way, where was I? ........... " Yes, it was the loudettes! Three people on the beach and they have to pull up in front of you. And two of those other people have hearing aids! They wouldn't care! Now, don't get me wrong. The loudettes are usually nice people. They always drive the speed limit, pay their taxes and call into those 900 numbers on TV, where they are taking a poll to see if it's Prince Charles' fault that the monarchy is going down the toilet or if Queen Elizabeth should disown her chil- dren and just start over. But they never got the concept that sound travels. "And then when I had that prob- lem with my gallstones, of course I never heard a word from Estelle, even though I stood by her when she had that spastic colon. HEY BILL, WHERE'S THAT DRINK! Anyway, so I said tO Morty that I thought it was time, that's after we had them over that Thanksgiving, Say, are you sure this umbrella is straight?...." Wait a minute! Wait a minute! My dream was fading. I couldn't make out the waiter's face any- more. And my bikini was stretch- ing to a size 12 tank suit. I had to remain calm. But no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't help but wonder why Estelle was so mean. And who was this Morty? Was he trying to break up Estelle and Har- ry? And why didn't Bill return with her drink? I tried to concentrate repeating bon jour over and over in my head. The seagulls were now wearing earplugs. The waves were head- ing to Cape May. The loudettes grew louder and I started to devel- op kind of a prickly heat rash. They were still sitting two inch- es in front of me when I heard the exit line for me: "Hey, the tides coming in, let's move back a few feet." I said au revoir to Harry, Estelle, Morty and Bill, comforted by the fact that the beach umbrella was crooked. Some days, you just have to say, "What the heck." That's life at the beach.