In researching photo archives for possible covers for the new edition of Padre (set primarily in Big Bend, Texas) Robin located some slides taken by her dad during a family vacation to Big Bend in August of 1958, when Robin was 3. On the outside chance that readers may find this blast from the past interesting, we offer a sample of those photos here.
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Here are the travel, lodging, and food-service accommodations for mom, dad, and kids ages 7, 5, and 3: the two-door sedan (no A/C) and Scottie camper. (Brother Rog, who came along way later, tells us the car's a 1955 Chevy Bel Air.) Robin and brother Tom are standing on the roadside grill pit while Mom cooks breakfast on a butane stove. (Some years later, Robin remembers this stove blowing up while her mother was using it, leaving her with some nasty scars.) (Correction--see note below.).
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Here's Robin's beautiful mom affirming that the family has arrived at Persimmon Gap, elevation 2970 ft. A favorite trick of this photographer, who had no means of captioning slides, was to take pictures of signs. While not aesthetically ideal, it worked.
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Robin's dad was also an amateur naturalist, in that he found every hill, cactus, and clump of dirt worth photographing. There were probably a hundred slides like this, documenting lots of cactus. Lots of dirt. Dry, hot dirt.
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Here are mom and kids exploring the Cactus Garden. We know that's the Cactus Garden because of the sign: "Cactus Garden."
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Here is a very interesting rock formation. We don't know what it's called because Dad didn't photograph the sign.
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Dad had some winners in the lot--this is an early front runner for the new cover. While there's no sign, it's probably the Chisos Mountains.
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Finally, here are some hot, tired folks--Robin, Mom, Tom, and John--taking a breather outside an establishment that had cold drinks.
From what Robin remembers, it was a good trip.
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Regarding the stove, brother Tom has this correction: "The little Coleman stove didn't blow up. Mom was trying to light the propane stove inside the camper, and accumulated gas exploded and caught her hair on fire for a second (she had her head partially in the stove trying to light it). She grabbed the doormat and wrapped it around her head for a second to put out any flames. I was standing to her right, and felt the heat, but was really otherwise just a bystander." Back to Text
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© Robin Hardy
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