6.5L Turbo Diesel Blazer Project

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Here are 3 photos we took on a camping trip about a month ago.



The above photo shows the Blazer on the road to a pair of lakes here in Montana's Bitterroot Valley called "Twin Lakes", elevation about 6500'. It's a 20 mile drive from US-93 to the lakes, about 15 of it on gravel. This mountain valley was formed via glacial action during the last ice age. Lotsa granite boulders...



The above shows the lower of the two lakes. The fish were biting! Cutthroat Trout... Access was not that great, forcing boaters to scramble across the boulders to put in. Not a lot of "scrambling" at my age...



Here's the Blazer at the camp site we chose. Lots of vacant sites to choose from. The CG had 12 sites in total, but just 3 were occupied. Our site's fire-ring and nice picnic table are just out of sight behind the Blazer. The well kept FS outhouse is just a stone's throw away to the left.

The 270 degree Oztent awning was deployed here. On the way out we stopped to pick wild berries (Oregon Grape and what looked/tasted like Blueberries - actually Service Berries). Didn't see any bears... Fun Trip! The 6.5TD did a great job! Sarah drove both ways.

[a5150nut]

I remember as a kid camping sights like that in Califurnika. Now mostly paved with 3 year advance reservations. Florance lake was a great one. Primitive camping spaces and piles of obsidian where you could find broken and imperfect arrowheads. Had to have been 1959 / 1960. Or near June Lake a place called Skunk Meadows. And a hike to Little Tahquitz Valley known now as the top of Palm Springs Tram'

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I remember as a kid camping sights like that in Califurnika. Now mostly paved with 3 year advance reservations. Florance lake was a great one. Primitive camping spaces and piles of obsidian where you could find broken and imperfect arrowheads. Had to have been 1959 / 1960. Or near June Lake a place called Skunk Meadows. And a hike to Little Tahquitz Valley known now as the top of Palm Springs Tram'

I tried to hunt deer while stationed in the central valley of CA in the fall of 1977 or 78. We (my on-base neighbor and I) went to the periphery of Yosemite one fall to hunt the small deer there. It wasn't like Montana. People everywhere - with impenetrable thorny patches that the terrified little deer hid out in. The thorny patches here and there were so thick you could walk across some of them. Bad idea... I got a thorn in my leg that penetrated nearly an inch and broke off. My legs were so beat up that I somehow didn't even notice the broken off thorn till I got home that evening. Incidentally, I talked to one hunter who shot a deer across a ravine (about 100 yards wide). Someone took his deer and raced off before he could get to it. Insert his sad face here...

The camping trip this time was different - fewer people for sure. The last time I'd been to these lakes was in 1967 or 68... A buddy and I each rode a motorcycle that time.

[Robyn]

Thank you for sharing the great pics.
So glad y'all had a great time....