Have you ever fancied living on a mountain?
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Paco Dennis
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Was it Mira Vista Elementary School? That would be too weird.
Twostep
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This looks like home. We were at 1875 above see level. Meters that is.
OneEyedDiva
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Not at all.
David777
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Was it Mira Vista Elementary School? That would be too weird.
Web does have an old USGS 1961 topo map for the area and it might be Lincoln School because I vaguely recall the school bus on Steven Creek Boulevard going down going down into the dip of Stevens Creek canyon and the school being somewhere to the south. And the school name Lincoln does have a familiar feel as do much later images shown. We lived in the map structure just below the second R in Permanente Rd. Love how the map shows all the green circle apricot orchards. In kindergarten, loved pushing girls on the swings and even then was quite physically attracted to females in an innate way. My beloved only sister was 14 months younger that provided a good balance in my early life.
My father moved our family of 5 to Orangevale northeast of Sacramento while I was in the 1st Grade.
1961 Map of Cupertino, CA — High-Res | Pastmaps
My parents were from the mountains in NC just outside of Asheville. I've visited Asheville, Black Mountain and Chimney Rock many times since. As late as 2 years ago, we were thinking about moving there. Then Hurricane Helene decimated those beautiful areas.
Babs2u
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My parents were from the mountains in NC just outside of Asheville. I've visited Asheville, Black Mountain and Chimney Rock many times since. As late as 2 years ago, we were thinking about moving there. Then Hurricane Helene decimated those beautiful areas.
The Asheville area has called to me as well. Too many "perfect storms" these days. I might still consider it if I was much younger. Not up for a big move anymore.
Timewise 60+
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I grew up in a Colorado mountain town that is 7,700 ft. elevation.
As a kid, it was a perfect place to grow up. Snowballs, snow forts, ice skating, sledding and skiing was plentiful. Now as an adult, skiing there is still marvelous, although they seldom have the 100' snow bases that were commonplace back in the 1950's. Summers were wonderful never humid or overly hot...but if you lived there, the winter temps get below zero frequently. I recall walking to school, three blocks, when it was well below zero (-40 + sometimes). We dressed for it, and I do not recall being bothered by the low temps, we still did recesses outside in grade school. Back then no one who lived their talked about how cold it was! How times have changed...
As a kid, it was a perfect place to grow up. Snowballs, snow forts, ice skating, sledding and skiing was plentiful. Now as an adult, skiing there is still marvelous, although they seldom have the 100' snow bases that were commonplace back in the 1950's. Summers were wonderful never humid or overly hot...but if you lived there, the winter temps get below zero frequently. I recall walking to school, three blocks, when it was well below zero (-40 + sometimes). We dressed for it, and I do not recall being bothered by the low temps, we still did recesses outside in grade school. Back then no one who lived their talked about how cold it was! How times have changed...
old medic
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Of nearly 62 years, 95 % has been over 1000-3700 foot above sea level with mountain views
Brookswood
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Live on a mountain. I take it that the people who think this is great don’t ever want to walk to other places. Everything is up or down from your home. Fires roar through windy canyons. Then water roars through the same canyons. Nothing is conveniently located within walking distance. Better have a good car with 4 wheel drive.
Imogene
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I was very fortunate to have the best of both worlds at one point in my life.
We had a camp in Forest County in the Allegheny National Forest. We hauled the horses up for long weekends spring and summer, the hunters (not me) hunted in the fall, we hauled the snowmobiles up in the winter.
For years there was no running water. We took jugs a few miles up the road to a spring for fresh water, mostly cooked over an open fire, brought side dishes and Jell-O shots from home
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This was a good three hours UP from camp In the early 80’s; I thought I was fat
. My Arab/Saddlebred that I raised/trained from birth and laid to rest when he was 29. Of all my Keepers, he was my toughest trail horse
Did any of us want to live up there all year — no. the entire summer would not have been out of the question except our jobs got in the way
We had a camp in Forest County in the Allegheny National Forest. We hauled the horses up for long weekends spring and summer, the hunters (not me) hunted in the fall, we hauled the snowmobiles up in the winter.
For years there was no running water. We took jugs a few miles up the road to a spring for fresh water, mostly cooked over an open fire, brought side dishes and Jell-O shots from home
.This was a good three hours UP from camp In the early 80’s; I thought I was fat
. My Arab/Saddlebred that I raised/trained from birth and laid to rest when he was 29. Of all my Keepers, he was my toughest trail horseDid any of us want to live up there all year — no. the entire summer would not have been out of the question except our jobs got in the way
Very true! There are no canyons nearby, though. The only thing conveniently within walking distance is the mailbox. Everything is up AND down from the home. Walking the dogs comes to mind. Downhill on the way out but don't go too far because the way back will mean a couple of rest stops. My car is front wheel drive but when roads are snowy, I just don't go anywhere. Ya win some and lose some, that's for sure.
jujube
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To add: Only from late spring to early fall....
CooCooforCoCoPuffs
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I had forgotten that was you...what years were you there, again @Dave03
Was there 1990-1993 (as Civil Service civilian) and as an AF Capt at the AF Academy same time frame as well as Lowry AFB when it was still open.
Colorado is where I learned to drive on ice, snow, mountains, sludge...LOL. Was in CO 1985-1994.
what triggered my original thoughts were watching a doco of mountain dwellers in the European ranges from Spain to Turkey. No 4x drives then - no cars even - just houses sheep and goat and families speaking their own dialects of some language too!
Knight
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We lived on the edge of the Appalachian mountain range, 8 acres, 5 bedroom bi-level home with no neighbors closer than a mile away. Rural living at it's best. Not so much fun though driving to where food & services were available. Country road access last to be opened during snow closing of roads. Wife did like her 500 rose bushes garden & 1/4 acre wild flower garden.
A truly great experience that gave us enough knowledge to know we wanted something different in retirement. Down sized to 3 bedroom rancher close to everything. Couldn't be happier.
JBR
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When I was 26, I hiked up to Idaho Lookout (aka, Idaho Peak)—in southern British Columbia, not in Idaho, USA. It had a wood-frame structure that was actually the lookout, where a fire watcher was living for half the year using a visual instrument to find the position of lightening strikes. A big natural meadow with a beautiful view from up there, and creatures like mountain goats and grizzly bears wandering around sometimes.
There were four or five of us in the hiking group. We climbed up the stairs to the lookout, to talk to the fire watcher and offer him some snacks. He was reasonably friendly, but a very quiet man. We introduced ourselves and asked his name. "Roy Rogers," he said, with a vague smile.
Got the idea he liked being alone... had several tall stacks of books. Yes, it'd be a great place to live for part of the year, for the right person. Reality: frequently windy, and would be very cold & weathery in winter.
There were four or five of us in the hiking group. We climbed up the stairs to the lookout, to talk to the fire watcher and offer him some snacks. He was reasonably friendly, but a very quiet man. We introduced ourselves and asked his name. "Roy Rogers," he said, with a vague smile.
Got the idea he liked being alone... had several tall stacks of books. Yes, it'd be a great place to live for part of the year, for the right person. Reality: frequently windy, and would be very cold & weathery in winter.