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The Lost Land of Nekkids?
Oct. 22nd, 2009 05:44 pmWhen I have cause to use Google Satellite, if I don't have anything important to do afterward, I'll get stuck there obsessively and uncontrollably Looking Things Up.
Today it was my father's old house, a gigantic 1970s A-frame at the frighteningly (to me) remote end of a long, forested mountain holler (Roberts Valley Road) outside of Harrisburg, PA. I had to vacation there every summer as a child/teen and I hated it beyond measure, being a city girl then as now. It took a long time to find it on Satellite but I did, oh detested outpost. But I found something else.
Dad always said that there was a "nudist colony" somewhere in the woodland vicinity. I never really believed him because he tended to bullshit, and my younger brother often went eagerly looking for it in the woods with no luck. He even enlisted cousins who were better off-trail than he, but they failed to find a thing.
After I found dad's house on Satellite, I scrolled around the mountain seeing the sparse scattering of houses I remembered from my youth. But then I spotted something I'd never known about. It was a backslash offshoot from the main road, called Red Road. It certainly had never been marked back in the day. At the end of Red Road, set far off the road in the woods, sure enough, there is a compound of 6 or 7 main buildings in a clearing, and several smaller ones behind. Well then. *zooms in all the way*
The building closest to Red Road, which isn't very close, appears to be a traditional house. The cluster of buildings further back appear to have chalet-style roofs. Lodges, maybe? There's even a (likely) wee pond, man-made I would guess because the bottom is pale blue. Farthest back are smaller buildings, perhaps outhouses and/or storage, maybe saunas?
Is it possible that my father was not fibbing about something? Huh. It does look like the perfect place for a clothing-optional resort to me, though I can tell you from experience that the mosquitoes in those woods were fierce.
It's kind of fun when you stumble upon possible evidence of something existing that you always thought was a tall tale. It's like finding a handwritten note from Bigfoot saying "Don't doubt everything."
Today it was my father's old house, a gigantic 1970s A-frame at the frighteningly (to me) remote end of a long, forested mountain holler (Roberts Valley Road) outside of Harrisburg, PA. I had to vacation there every summer as a child/teen and I hated it beyond measure, being a city girl then as now. It took a long time to find it on Satellite but I did, oh detested outpost. But I found something else.
Dad always said that there was a "nudist colony" somewhere in the woodland vicinity. I never really believed him because he tended to bullshit, and my younger brother often went eagerly looking for it in the woods with no luck. He even enlisted cousins who were better off-trail than he, but they failed to find a thing.
After I found dad's house on Satellite, I scrolled around the mountain seeing the sparse scattering of houses I remembered from my youth. But then I spotted something I'd never known about. It was a backslash offshoot from the main road, called Red Road. It certainly had never been marked back in the day. At the end of Red Road, set far off the road in the woods, sure enough, there is a compound of 6 or 7 main buildings in a clearing, and several smaller ones behind. Well then. *zooms in all the way*
The building closest to Red Road, which isn't very close, appears to be a traditional house. The cluster of buildings further back appear to have chalet-style roofs. Lodges, maybe? There's even a (likely) wee pond, man-made I would guess because the bottom is pale blue. Farthest back are smaller buildings, perhaps outhouses and/or storage, maybe saunas?
Is it possible that my father was not fibbing about something? Huh. It does look like the perfect place for a clothing-optional resort to me, though I can tell you from experience that the mosquitoes in those woods were fierce.
It's kind of fun when you stumble upon possible evidence of something existing that you always thought was a tall tale. It's like finding a handwritten note from Bigfoot saying "Don't doubt everything."