Have any of you folks from California ever been to Wentworth Springs on the El Dorado National Forest? It was my first camping trip in the 1950's with my dad and another family from Willows. We drove to Georgetown then followed a single lane dirt road to the end, where there was a building that may have been a store and maybe a hotel. We camped along a stream, sleeping on old bed springs, no tents, some picnic tables and wooden boxes nailed on trees for storing dishes and food. We spent a day hiking to Loon Lake where I remember a dam constructed out of blocks of granite with many leaks. Somebody said it had been built by the Chinese. The landscape was mostly granite with scattered trees. I have tried to follow it on Google Earth and don't see what I remember. Funny what we think about in our old age.
A collection of stories from the life of Michael Burke. He worked for the Forest Service in Alaska, California, and Oregon. He lives in Oakland, OR. His wonderful wife, Celia, passed in May of 2021
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THE HOLIDAY SEASON
This time of year living alone with no family nearby can be depressing. Being alone one can lose track of what's happening during the...
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It is four years today when Celia left this word, something I think about every day. It is not all sorrow as I think back on her humor, w...
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My old friend Arthritis showed up last weekend and took advantage of my right knee. By Sunday afternoon I was confined to my chair in pain...
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This time of year living alone with no family nearby can be depressing. Being alone one can lose track of what's happening during the...
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