July 28, 1926 (Wednesday) -- continuedAt Cambridge. Waiting while Bernice looks up a friend. Vance says “tell ‘em it’s better than hot.” We camped at Gouge Eye last night. We had one hilarious time arranging our beds. We put, from the front of the tent, Lynn, Vance, Irl, Bernice, Shirley, and self. We soon found we had too much cover and first one and then another were sitting up making adjustments, and we were not quiet before 11:30. Then a dog came along and growled over a bone, then two dogs started a fight. Then I heard Shirley begin to snore and Lynn started off and Bernice began to giggle. Dad slept on the cot.
The bed was hard with a gentle (?) rise just where our hips came and we thought the night endless, but all felt quite good, though, on rising at 4:30 a.m. Vance took a picture with the sun touching the hills and another of us at breakfast. Two other cars were camped there and one had two dogs. One, a little smooth puppy, came over and wriggled himself into the middle of our spread table. We all laughed, of course.Irl said he’d bet we would not be laughing the next night but “cussing.” For supper last night we had fried potatoes, bacon, coffee, bread and the remains of our butter and strawberry jelly. For breakfast this morning we had bacon, eggs, toast, coffee, jelly and Himalayal [?] jam. [To be continued . . . ]
[The two photos in this post are those mentioned as taken by Vance. The group at breakfast are, from right: Shirley, Bernice, Lynn Dryden (Bernice's brother), Julian, and Ina. Somehow it doesn't look like she's having as much fun as she says she is. I'm sure the photo of the mountains does not do justice to the beautiful scene. On the back of the photo Ina wrote: "The sun-tinted bluffs border the main stream." KW]
3 comments:
Maybe Ina doesn't look like she's having so much fun because she just discovered the big hole in the tent. I wish there was a picture of the funny puppy!
Hmmmm. Is that a hole? -- or a mend? It looks pretty dark. I think it's a mend. They were careful about taking pictures -- mindful of the use of film. Both the film and the processing were an expense. Only in the last year have I come to realize the revolution brought about through the digital camera. With film most of us were limited by how much film we had on hand if not by the costs. KW
I had never heard of Himalayan jam. Turns out it's blackberry jam. Who knew? The Himalayan blackberry is actually the Armenian blackberry -- the one that grows dense and takes over. I don't think we have any on the homestead but we saw plenty on our trip to the canyon. Maybe I'll check it out this summer.
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