Here it sits on the edge of "God's Country". They trucked a dozer up, across and down mountain to build a lake...."Don't need no stinking permit." Nowdays, Elk come and stand in that lake when it is hot...

One of the originals was my Step Father....You boys are mostly tame in comparison...

In the old days "Squirrel" and his Dog lived there full time in the original camp which is the smaller one. Which has since been torn down and rebuilt.."Squirrel" lived on his small garden, with a spring house back behind the camp and whatever he shot during the year.. From a spring up in the hollow, they ran a larger pipe, with decreasing diameter down to the camps. Had better water pressure than most have in the city....


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Last edited by battue; 09/08/20.

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