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There was nothing, not a thing! about the country that made a man feel Big And Important. If anything it made a man feel dwarfed, and about as important as one of the fish-Indians living down on the clamflats.
“We weren’t old enough to be beatniks and we were a little too old to be hippies.”
Sometimes you just have an inkling to make an unplanned turn; Lake Cachuma was that turn. It was too early in the day to seek camp for the night but, as I drove through the windy hills of California, I came upon a sign, it said “Lake Cachuma” with a camping symbol. 878 more words