I remember this trip well. We went with my father, Walt, and his brother, John. Uncle John had the bright idea not to use the Sam Merrill Trail and go up the old Incline Railway bed instead. This was a rough climb, but even in the 70's you could still find old bottles and spoons and other litter from the White City to make it fun. We don't look any worse for the wear.
Today is Jenny's birthday. Nowadays she calls herself 'River'.
2 comments:
Very cute. My parents were dragging me off to old car swap meets in Bakersfield. I would have preferred to stay home
Nice blog, thanks for posting.
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