After 25-some years Harvey and I visited Trillium Lake where I rode my bike into camp so many moons ago. It looked somewhat the same, I remember in 1975, the water was shallow and warm. At that timeframe, we rode our bikes from Government Camp (8-miles roundtrip) feeling dwarfed as we waited with a line of cars paying at the ranger entry station. Summer fun!
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