This shot looks straight into the cave, or what used to be the cave, that Susan and I stashed our comic books in back in the day. We’d scramble around the point to get there, lie on our stomachs in the sun reading them for half an hour, then go in for a swim. Repeat, for most of the day. Trivial memory: when the Lodge “warning” bell rang for lunch, we could make it back there just just by the time lunch was being served! A decently long and tortuous trek over rocks for 2 little girls trying to run…
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A semi-practical use for my 10,000 historical photos
This shot looks straight into the cave, or what used to be the cave, that Susan and I stashed our comic books in back in the day. We’d scramble around the point to get there, lie on our stomachs in the sun reading them for half an hour, then go in for a swim. Repeat, for most of the day. Trivial memory: when the Lodge “warning” bell rang for lunch, we could make it back there just just by the time lunch was being served! A decently long and tortuous trek over rocks for 2 little girls trying to run…