Showing posts with label river. Show all posts
Showing posts with label river. Show all posts

Monday, June 30, 2008

One Last Tuckasegee Post

 

This is the path we nervously take down to the river for our 'before breakfast dunking'. As we stand naked and knee deep, we always wonder what we were thinking but it does keep one from getting old too soon. I remember Pa Pa Pete saying he used to go in the sauna and then roll in the snow.

 

This is the actual place we dunk. It's freezing for five seconds (you can stand most anything for five seconds) but you feel like Rocky on top of the steps when you come up out of the water. You're warm too. The skin sent a message: "HELP, I'm freezing. Send blood. Quick. Don't pass GO. And suddenly you're warm as toast. Works every time though standing there beforehand you're never quite convinced.

 

Here is the firepit where many a morning we eat breakfast and dry off and many an evening we eat dinner and talk, roast somemores, recite poems, play music, read and try to keep the kids out of the fire.

 

This shot is of a little overflow table on the front porch. I liked the morning lighting on this one. If anyone wants to visit here, this summer is the time. We can only go if a Clarke goes EXCEPT this summer while Walker is the warden. Hurry and we'll take you.

Our Tuckasegge Visit to See Walker

  Most of you have never seen "Tuckasegee", a place we go at least once a summer that belongs to the Clarke family. Tuckasegee is also the name of the 'town' but we call this place simply "Tuckasegee". This first picture is of the front of the 'clubhouse'. It used to be an old post office and who knows what else. From this porch you look out and see the river through the trees. The same river we have to skinny dip in before breakfast!! Tradition!! Walker's the warden here this summer so I thought I should publish some photos of the place.

 This is the view out the back of the 'clubhouse' and the field Walker has to mow by hand and where we play ball, 500, Frisbee, shoot the spud gun, etc.

  This room is (I have been corrected) called the 'game room'. Each of the rooms has a name. This is where most card playing takes place and is the last room to see 'lights out'. On the wall are tracings of trout people have caught in the river with the name of the person and a description of the fish, date, etc.

  A close-up of the front porch. This place is Rustic with a capital 'R' and is surrounded by non-stop beauty. More photos to come soon.
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