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Trunk Route: 1967

Trunk Route: 1967

My father steers our 1966 Rambler Classic station wagon through Sequoia National Park's Tunnel Log in this Kodachrome slide I took on our summer vacation in July 1967. But it wasn't the first time he'd driven a Rambler through a tree, however, an event seen previously here on Shorpy. View full size.

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Most libraries are digital

No need to wait for a library to be open, most are digital these days. You can sign up for a library card, borrow books electronically.

[But can you "check out" the Tunnel Log? - Dave]

Lovely and timely photo

Thinking it'll be a year before a Covid-19 vaccine is available, my family, lifelong Michiganders, has started to plan a road trip. Just yesterday we settled on destinations none of us has visited, Sequoia NP and Yosemite NP. We're waiting for libraries to reopen so we can borrow guidebooks, and were happily surprised to see a photo of Tunnel Log.

At least the the tree was dead.

And not a novelty tree tunnel that ultimately killed the tree.

I'm not that old, but almost

One of the Boy Scout dads had a Rambler like this, possibly a few years older, in the early '80s. It was red. I rode in it a couple of times. I also remember the Tunnel Log, but we didn't go there in the Rambler. There was also a Boy Scout dad who owned a red Olds Vista Cruiser.

One big thing I remember about Sequoia National Park is the bear. As my dad tells the story, they had packed all the meat for our Boy Scout camp in an old dead refrigerator, in an open U-Haul trailer. They had called ahead to the nearest ice house, and were assured that dry ice would be available. However, after we arrived, the dry ice machine had broken down, so the meat thawed, and a bear smelled it, lifted the fridge straight up out of the trailer, and threw it on the ground. The adults were banging on pots and pans, unsuccessfully trying to scare the bear away.

I, age 11, slept through it in a tent no more than 50 feet away. This was in 1980.

Ramble On

Hey I think we were right behind you. Pulling a pop-up from Ohio to SF to Tijuana and back in a Rambler Rebel SS. Five of us.

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