One of my very best childhood memories were of our family's camping trips in Northern California. Camping and fishing and hunting, in a primitive area far away from other people and cars and radios (no TV back then !). Our love of camping came from our Dad, and his love came from his own father. I recently came upon these photos hidden away in some of my late uncle's belongings. The photos were tiny, only about 2x3 inches, but thanks to our computer age, here they are, enlarged and in glorious sepia.

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