Vacation Memories?

Ontario, Canada, July 1960. The earliest vacation I remember took place when I was four. Photos from earlier trips occasionally trigger a few memories. But there's little from those first vacations that stirs any nostalgia.

"Where's Dad?"

Suburban Chicago, June 1959. Mom knows I'll learn to walk quickly if she points me toward Dad.

Trusted Gear

Glacier National Park, Montana, July 1970. We're approaching Gunsight Pass, and Mom's carrying her gold, vinyl knitting bag.

We rest.

Glacier National Park, Montana, July 1966. We break for lunch at Iceberg Lake.

At the Top

Glacier National Park, Montana, July 1970. We continue to explore Sperry Glacier.

We rarely worried about bears.

Glacier National Park, Montana, July 1966. We don't seem concerned, even though bear grass surrounds us during our hike.

She brought the grey knitting bag.

Glacier National Park, Montana, July 1966. It must have been a leisurely hike  (probably to Redrock Falls); Mom's not wearing hiking boots. (Here's a color photo in which the bag appears.)

There will be time to knit.

Glacier National Park, Montana, July 1970. Mom takes her gold, vinyl knitting bag on our hike.  Her striped top lasted a long time, too.

We stop at the camp.

Camp Kretinga (later Camp Aušra), Wasaga Beach, Ontario, Canada, July 1960. I don't remember visiting the place.

Summer Tan

Lake of Bays, Ontario, Canada, July 1969. Mom and Dad pose in the cabin.

Vacation Picnic

Parry Sound, Ontario, Canada, July 1959. The Weimaraner wants to join in on the fun.

Grab a Book: Nose-Guard Edition

Lac du Flambeau, Wisconsin, July 1962. Mom fashions a nose guard from a leaf. She's sitting near the dock.

Evening

Parry Sound, Ontario, July 1959. It's good to be in a place where the telephone doesn't ring.

Coordinated Accessories

 
Sleeping Bear Dunes National Lakeshore, Michigan, July 1961. Mom and I visit the beach, and we're both wearing fashionable red shoes.

Footing

Glacier National Park, Montana, July 1968. Mom and I cross a watery patch along the Highline Loop trail.

General Manners: Look happy when someone picks you up.

 

Wasaga Beach, Ontario, Canada, July 1960. It's my first vacation, and I haven't yet learned to look happy for the ubiquitous camera.

Here's one way to stay cool.

Glacier National Park, Montana, July 1970. Our hike has brought us to Sperry Glacier.

Fireside

Cape Cod, Massachusetts, July 1963. Dad again must have used the self-timer for this shot because he looks like he raced into the frame just before the camera snapped. That happened often.

Gunsight Pass, in Three Takes

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Glacier National Park, Montana, 1970. We make our way up through the Gunsight Pass trail.

Narrow

Glacier National Park, Montana, July 1970. Dad captures me and Mom as we head out on our unguided tour of Sperry Glacier.