Tuesday, December 11, 2007
The 'Pathway down to Pago Bay'
There was a pathway behind some ones house that lead to Pago Bay. I remember taking it often with friends, but also more often alone when I skipped screw-all (school). I often ventured off the pathway to explore. I found some interesting stuff, like WWII ammunition and creepy creatures. Hmmm, just a memory that I just remembered!
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I was down at the rock alone one evening. Like many evenings in 6th grade, i was walking back up the trail alone, it was dark, the hermit crabs were klinking about, man I was scared. Then out of the darkness HAAAAAAA!!
My Bro Dave jumps out and scares the crap out of me! He said he was sent to look for me. I suspect he volunteered for that duty.
That was the last time I stayed down at the rock till dark.
Ya Rick, on another occasion Pete and I were down the cliffs hunting snake skins, when we came across a bunch of live M-16 ammo and a few smashed up military vehicles. We were collecitng the ammo and stacking it all in rows when we both looked up and saw a bomb w/detonator in tact, sticking out of a pile of brush on the cliff edge. We scrambled outta there and called the bomb squad. They found the M-16 ammo, but no bomb?? I never went back to verify what we saw.
There must have been an army depot there at one time. Alot of munisions and army trash were pushed over that cliff.
The trail was behind the Feurst's (probably miss spelled) house. Thier dog was Barnie Beagle, used to drag a cinder block they tied him to around UOG. I can't remember why but I remember the phrase "Barnie Beagle is a nark".
I fell asleep at the top of the trail once having had a really bad hang over. I slept there in one position till 3pm, acquiring the the most embarrassing sun burn in my life, only on left side of my face.
When I got home I decided there just weren't any excuses good enough.
Paul,That's so funny.Everyone's story is funny because we were kids. Once the U.O.G. police stopped us in the parking lot with rifles.We were like Oh *! They took us up as we pleaded that our Dad was a Professor.My brother and our friend got the brunt end of the stick.Sopping wet in aircon...They finally let them go!The guns they had still freak me out:) to this day. Overkill!
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