January 2014. As I was looking for something else, I stumbled upon these photos. These were taken by me, using my handy Brownie Star camera. There are only 9 photos but I am amazed at my own ability to find that which needed to be photo-documented and later found by my adult self. (They are all scanned at a high resolution, so please wait for them to load.)
This is my only picture of Lingo. I place it first as it seems to hold a place in my memory. That is Lingo's cabin behind him, the main door to the right there.
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This is a picture of Hawk Cliff, located just behind the camp. It is taken at an extreme angle, from the road leading from the highway to the access gate at the base of Laughing Coyote Mountain.
Though I am unsure of this exactly, I believe it is what we then called Fort Jim Bridger and is slightly higher than Lingo's main cabin along the Walt Whitman Trail. It was unfinished at the time and we used to use the inner walls for knife throwing contests (which my brother, Flying Knife, always seemed to win.)
Taken from a rise at the far north edge of the encampment facing sort of south. This is a shot over the top of the main cabin. I remember waking up and laying in my sleeping bag watching the sun creep down from the top of the mountain on the right until it touched the cabin itself.
From below the main cabin. Although it looked a hodge podge of lumber and odd windows, the cabin was warm in the winter and had a flair that was purely Lingo. He once explained that the windows were designed so that he could lay in bed and see the cliff behind him, the sky above him, and the continental divide spread out before him.
Another shot of the cabin, facing southwest. There is the log cutting station at the lower right. If you look through the window at the top, you can see the loft where I slept during one winter trip. I hooked up a pulley system to send my cup down to the stove for more hot chocolate so I wouldn't have to climb down to get it myself. Lingo called me a genius.
I am unsure where this shot was taken, though I imagine it is in one of the unfinished buildings. These are some of Lingo's performance posters.
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This is another shot, taken from the base camp itself. If I remember correctly, I'm standing in the center of the camp, Lingo's cabin to my left and the main fire area to my right.
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Though I am unsure of this exactly, I believe it is what we then called Fort Jim Bridger and is slightly higher than Lingo's main cabin along the Walt Whitman Trail. It was unfinished at the time and we used to use the inner walls for knife throwing contests (which my brother, Flying Knife, always seemed to win.)
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This is a prep area just down from Lingo's main cabin (which I believe, after some reconsideration, to be behind me.) The lean-to structure to the upper left is where staples such as popcorn were stored and where Sam and Sadie Gomowitz spent so much energy breaking in.
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Hex (Doug Morrow)
these are amazing! i wish i could have experience this first hand.
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