Oakridge Lane, Gros Cap

In June 1961 as newlyweds, we moved into my parents camp at Gros Cap. One of the happiest memories was the summer we lived on top of the hill. We had no electricity, no water, no neighbours, and out-door plumbing. With an extension cord running 200 feet down over the hill to an uncle’s house, we were able to watch TV after a fashion. If the steam iron was on, the black and white picture would shrink to a postage stamp size while the iron heated. If we had windy day, the cord usually broke and we had to use a ladder to get the power line fixed. If a fuse blew, we had to drive out down the hill to replace it. It was an adventure getting ready for work each day. Although we were able to move to town by October, we enjoyed many week-ends bringing our three children to camp until it sold in 1966. In December 1985, when we learned the property was for sale again, we jumped with our hearts, longing for our favourite view to spend our retirement years.