DeanHarvey said:
What a small world we live in. Who would have thought a bunch of old guys that hung out at a really unknown lake would meet up so many years later. My family had such fun at that lake!
That picture of your Stevens is at PK isn't it?
Like I said, It isn't the same today.
The picture is at PK.
Those were fun days
My wife #1 and I would take off work every Friday and head that way, and return home about Sunday night about midnight, starting in mid May through the end of September.
Now I spend a day at the river and it wears my A$$ out and need to recover. But, I'm not getting old.
Johnny and Ronald had been going to the lake well before I knew them, but they did know how the park rules worked.
As I said, I rented one of the cabins there, and to rent one you were only able to reserve it a certain number of days ahead, and this was before the internet, so you had to call. I set my clock with the entrance clock and at exactly 8:00 I'd call to get my cabin on the first day of the time frame. So every week, I was on the phone.
Now Johnny and Ronald on the other hand had travel trailers, and you could only keep the trailer there for two week at a time. In the reservation system then, it was first come, first serve on the individual camp sites.
In other words, you couldn't put your trailer on the site until the previous person moved. So, one would get the site and stay for two weeks and at the end of that time, the other would bring their trailer to place on the site as the one there moved out. Then the cycle would start. They did that all summer.
That is why they always had the same campsite or sites in the cove.
There was also a guy in the group by the name of, "Dude" which is all that he was called. He was younger than the rest of us, and I always liked him, but thought everyone had just sort of adopted him because he didn't have much.
Well, that was wrong, I found out when he was talking about someone had recently crash landed a Corsair (WWII) fighter. That was his uncle.
Somewhat later, I went to the Breckenridge airport with him where his uncle had 2 corsairs, and a number of other vintage military aircraft, it was like an air base.
The good old days. :smile17: