Beaver

Name:	Mike Kozak
Alias:	Crouton; Jammer; Beaver
Age:	16
School:	High School: Saint Pius X
Sports:	Cycling; road; mountain; hopefully, track this year; I ride for FCCC
Activities:	Debate Club at school; Scouts; Environmental Activism/Awareness, stuff I do on my own time
Hobbies:	Anything that gets me outside; biking; canoeing and kayaking; backpacking; camping; I do a lot of photography, mostly landscape and nature stuff
For Fun:	Same as above
Future Plans:	I hope to attend the State University of New York, College of Environmental Science and Forestry in Syracuse; At ESF I plan to major in Landscape Architecture or a dual major in Environmental and Forest Biology and Forestry; during college I plan to do some traveling and want to continue racing my bike; I also hope to go to New Mexico to work on Philmont Staff for a few summers
Favorite Sayings:
Pet Peeves:	Other people not doing their share while I'm hard at work
Most Memorable Experience:	Last day of camp during teardown; We were done all our work in the morning and had completed all our other duties hours before it was time to leave. So, we took on the responsibility of doing the trash run. We all piled into the trucks and raced around camp collecting all the trash as fast as we could, racing each other from site to site with the music blaring. We made this task that nobody else would have volunteered for fun with all our antics. Another memory I have of last summer is when we were installing the new dock. It was dark and we were all standing in the water trying to hold the dock steady while it was being bolted to the bulkhead. Colin and I were on the side toward all the bushes and all the other juniors were on the other side. Most people were paranoid that something was going to swim up and bite them, so I decided to take advantage of the situation. I called Wiggy over and asked him if I should swim under the dock. He said I would never make it, but to go for it anyway. So, I waited until everyone looked away and then lowered myself below the surface and swam blindly with my hands in front of my face, trying to grab hold of anything or anyone I could. What happened next was complete and utter chaos. I grabbed hold of Jeb's leg and pulled him under. While he went under, everyone else scrambled onto the still freely floating dock. Everybody got a good laugh from this and got to hear everyone scream like a little girl.

Mike Kozak