Waldo Lake (Boat-history)
August 20-21, 1994
Just like Lewis & Clark, Sig (Otto) and I floated the length of historic Black Cut at Dam Camp.
That afternoon, alone in the vastness of Waldo’s waters, we watched a bald eagle circle above,
the white of its head and tail gleaming like neon lights in the slanting rays of the sun.
In the evening dinner hour, camp robbers perched on head, shoulders and hands, begging for handouts.
The trip was topped off by our meeting with Kenneth McKenzie of the town of Crescent, who worked for
the Forest Service 64 years ago at the Taylor Burn Guard Station.
Summing it up, it was a marvelous experience. Bob Cox, leader.