Three from May, 1968
Today we'll be looking at a few slides from 1968 Frontierland.
I'll start with this familiar view of Bear Country (the original Bear Country!). It's a nice photo all by itself, but might be of additional interest if you look at similar photos from other years, like this one, and this one.
Ever feel self-conscious when having your picture taken? That dude sipping on his soda sure does. Notice his ticket book sticking out of his shirt pocket. I really should know which restaurant this is, since it is right outside the Golden Horseshoe. But I don't. I could look it up, but that would involve effort. It is a sobering thing to consider that the paper cups, plates, and that box (all with "Disneyland" emblazoned on them) would all fetch a tidy sum on the collector's market today. One man's trash...
And finally, a look at the El Dorado, the rootin'-tootinest hotel this side of the Mississippi. Nice beds, $1. Sheets are 50 cents extra. Bedbugs and lice are free! Just like the all of the best things. Nearby is a friendly saloon in case you need to wet your whistle, or have a hankerin' for some tinny pie-anny music, or need to break a balsa wood chair over some varmint's head.
8 comments:
Major, your pics continue to make me smile and your commentaries continue to make me laugh. Thank you for both!
Oh, and great comparison shot to your previous "bear country" posts. That light brown bear from an earlier post must have just been a temp, while the real bear was out getting a "tune-up".....or something.
ye-ah! heha. Mm. What TM said.
Years. That same old bear scratching the same old itches for years. Never satisfied. Frighteningly human. Wore through the **** bark! Still never stopped. Scratch scratch. You'd think he'd do something about those fleas. How can he bear it.
Could've traded places with that one that's always eating more fish despite looking fit to bust. Or maybe he just did that as a trick to earn coins from the generous people travelling the wilderness by mine train. Must've been tough, a nickel was a lot then. His buddy's out there 'cause water can get fleas off and he's seen what happens when you don't bathe. Tree scratching ain't the answer.
Nice you caught a snap of Teddy, the brown temp bear.
That guy's just checkin' we're not checkin' his girl. We're not!
"One man's trash..." You're so right, Maj! It's so weird.
Aww that El Dorado looks so cute! Yet... feels surprisingly "real." Great wooden sidewalk. Oh boy we should get together and bust some balsa! Yeeehaw! And lookie, thar's a Dentist next door. See the tooth sign? Sez it all without a word. Oh oh the horror story it tells! gasp! ah anyone got 50 cents? I gotta get a blanket to hide under hehe
Hint: The Oaks Tavern!
hmm, okay, who brought the garden hose?? i guess Smokey in the second older photo, but he has taken off his hat...or perhaps gone into the woods for a bit of privacy...
i am someone who saves those old souvenierish things....i do have a few napkins from 50th anniv day; too bad i couldnt save a cupcake!, and a few from WDW 25th anniv celebration year
always liked the fun square top-opening milk boxes and you know im loving those metal strollers there in picture number two :D
and after i get my teeth cleaned, i guess ill climb out the window onto my balcony (wonder how much extra THAT is) but i think ill wait till the sun goes down....
nice job, Major! : )
Oaks Tavern sounds right... but I also remember the small walk-up next to the Horseshoe being called the Stage Door Cafe. It was right by the gate that led back into the Golden Horseshoe.
Looks like the guy wearing the watch just swallowed a bug.
Nice shots!
Side door cafe...
Nancy, re: the El Dorado balcony, a big LOL and a hehe :)
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