tpcm5000
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Post by tpcm5000 on Apr 22, 2024 14:48:53 GMT -8
I am approaching the end of my Yellowstone restore and realize I may not take on another, but if an Eljay came around, I may not be able to resist. They were out of New Hampshire and understand they only sold in the New England market. The trailer I grew up with was an Eljay and we had it parked on a couple lakes in the Adirondacks NY. Lewey lake was a regular weekend or week trip. Beautiful blue lake, sandy beach where I learned how to swim, and your standard campsite, no power, but nice fire pit and the Eljay, with a comfortable bed and dry when it rained which were some of the best times, learning how to play gin rummy and such. Dad moved it to a more permanent site on Lake Abenaki (named for the the indigenous peoples that lived throughout the Northeast, along with the Iroquois and Algonquin). It had spillover space with a leanto, also a nice firepit, and a nice dry comfortable Eljay to retire to. Only restoration I recall is mom redoing the cushions but guessing dad had to make road worthy. Thought it might be fun to start a thread on the trailer you grew up with or fell for. I know my childhood memories sparked this crazy idea. Or perhaps you didn't have a trailer to grow up with, but at one point you came across a model you fell for, it lit the spark, you had to have that, and you are now enjoying yours or on the path to enjoy. This is what my parents Eljay looked like (how very minimalistic): Eljay by Tom Myers, on Flickr And I've not searched much but here is a bit more on tin can tourists: tincantourists.com/wiki/eljay/Eljay2 by Tom Myers, on Flickr Looking forward to shares.
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Post by Hamlet on Apr 23, 2024 8:15:47 GMT -8
What wonderful memories!
My mom must have been the only Norwegian who had to learn to enjoy camping. She worked at Yosemite in the 1930s, but always had a cabin. Dad had other ideas. He built a one wheel trailer that we pulled behind our 1956 Ford station wagon (green and white two tone). He painted the trailer to match. It was basically just a box to carry gear. At night he and mom slept in the station wagon, and we three girls slept in the trailer. In the ‘50s they were still doing a fireball in Yosemite Valley and it was where I first really saw the Milky Way. It’s the first real outdoor experience I remember and it set the stage for a lifetime of loving God’s great creation. It didn’t last too long. Mom loved the outdoors too, but camping was a bit much with three kids. In 1960, she and Dad bought a little cabin in the mountains above Palm Springs. It was so small, we called it “The Cabinet.”
Thanks for sparking some wonderful memories!
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