Memory Monday, Week 110

Shore fishing at Folsom Lake, 1988 — I’ve pretty nearly run through my collections of old slides and prints that I’ve been using in this Monday series, which is a shame because I’ve really enjoyed looking back. I’m still playing with the idea of re-scanning some of the earlier slides and sharing them again in their improved condition. Or maybe […]

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Memory Monday, Week 106

August 2000 — This is the last bunch of photos from our day at Shell Beach. Just before heading home around noon, we made a brief stop at this entrance to the Kortum Trail. I’m not sure we actually hiked it that day; we may have been hurrying to miss the rush-hour traffic going home, since this was a Thursday […]

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Memory Monday, Week 105

August 2000 — Yet another ocean trip, this one an overnight stay. Our lodgings were at the River’s End, a rustic-looking restaurant and string of cabins all perched on the cliffs near Jenner. I was disappointed to find the cabin had no phone and no TV; but it did have a wide balcony, a wonderful picture window looking out over […]

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Memory Monday, Week 99

I grew up less than 8 miles from the shores of Lake Natoma — and yet I had no idea that Lake Natoma even existed¬†until I was an adult! The Big Guy, on the other hand, grew up with the lake almost literally in his front yard and spent much of his time playing and fishing there. The longer I […]

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Memory Monday, Week 94

Three bridges cross this stretch of the American River, connecting Fair Oaks on the north bank and the community of Gold River on the south bank. The westernmost span is Jim’s Bridge (discussed in last week’s post here); just upstream lies the Sunrise Boulevard bridge, built in 1955. The easternmost crossing is the Old Fair Oaks Bridge. This double-span Pennsylvania […]

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Memory Monday, Week 93

It was October 1996 when I first visited this stretch of the American River with the Big Guy. We rode across a small pedestrian bridge (officially named Jim’s Bridge as of 1989) on our bikes to explore the north bank, looking for promising fishing spots along Sacramento Bar. I had seen this particular bridge many times but had never set […]

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