I can't imagine being a kid and having a summer that DIDN'T include summer camp. The type of camp is not nearly as important as being at camp.
Summer, to me, means going to camp:
New friends, singing, cooking over a fire, stars, beautiful scenery, opportunities for new activities.
Climbing into a sleeping bag at the end of the day; whispering in the dark and trying to giggle without being heard.
Having a counselor, mosquito bites, and dirty clothes are all a part.
There are others that aren't to be left out:
Going for hikes, "Are we there yet?", and switchbacks.
Dining halls, having to try a bit of everything, and K.P. duty.
The session ending, getting autographs, taking pictures, and having to leave - all with the promise of 'next year'!
This goes on from summer to summer to summer until... I'm not sure what happens. Camper becomes counselor becomes director, but eventually there is no more going off to camp and adventures take on new shape.
Now I sign my daughter up for camp and get even more excited than she does as I know how much adventure awaits her at summer camp.