Not a blog more like another pier banyan tree, a place to come & sit for a little while & wait for something fun to happen. A place for all the greezers, candyasses, Halloween egg throwers, former Publix bagboys & dirt bike riders to kill a little time until Halloween. Just like the good old days, wait around for a couple hours until you could find some geezer to buy you beer...
Sunday, December 20, 2009
The Bridge On Galleon Drive & Lantern Lake
Also a good shot of Hurricane Park the large empty lot on the west side of Gordon Drive. A good place to ride dirt bikes or anything else that might come to mind.
Port Royal in the around 70 or 71 was a great place to ride a dirt bike especially when Mr Slaters rather large deer and possibly antelope got loose.We had fun chasing them through the empty lots.The bridge was also alot of fun to try to see how far you could jump it.If I remember right Hurricane Park had a huge ravine on it that was fun to ride,and I also remember partys there on the weekends. John Jr.
Yup, jumped that bridge a few times myself with both car & motorcycle (back in the days before "big air").
I remember one Friday night (in 1966?) a car load of friends had just left a dance at Trinity-By-The-Cove Episcopal Church (sober) and jumped the bridge using a 1954 Dodge or Plymouth convertible. The car launched a little crooked and veered into one of those Royal Palms hitting it a few feet off the ground almost dead center. There are probably still marks on the tree, albeit now a few feet farther up. No one was killed, but the steering wheel and dash made for some sore chests and knees (no airbags in a '54), and someone in the backseat missed going through the windshield by stopping the rear-view mirror with his forehead. (No, I wasn’t on board).
Yeah man, those were the days . . . One of the guys even had a ‘53 Studebaker (I think it was his mom’s) that we would take into Hurricane Park and fishtail around that ravine and launch over the rise to the beach, do a few doughnuts then back down, around and out before the cops could get there.
The Studebaker ended up at Clinton Smiths NHS shop class where it began another life as a “cut-down” beach buggy.
We all had "toggle switches" on our car tail lights to make it easier to get away from the security patrol out in Port Royal at night.
I believe I speak for everybody. Nobody ever has or ever will give a damn about Port Royal.
ReplyDeletePort Royal in the around 70 or 71 was a great place to ride a dirt bike especially when Mr Slaters rather large deer and possibly antelope got loose.We had fun chasing them through the empty lots.The bridge was also alot of fun to try to see how far you could jump it.If I remember right Hurricane Park had a huge ravine on it that was fun to ride,and I also remember partys there on the weekends. John Jr.
ReplyDeleteYup, jumped that bridge a few times myself with both car & motorcycle (back in the days before "big air").
ReplyDeleteI remember one Friday night (in 1966?) a car load of friends had just left a dance at Trinity-By-The-Cove Episcopal Church (sober) and jumped the bridge using a 1954 Dodge or Plymouth convertible. The car launched a little crooked and veered into one of those Royal Palms hitting it a few feet off the ground almost dead center. There are probably still marks on the tree, albeit now a few feet farther up. No one was killed, but the steering wheel and dash made for some sore chests and knees (no airbags in a '54), and someone in the backseat missed going through the windshield by stopping the rear-view mirror with his forehead. (No, I wasn’t on board).
Yeah man, those were the days . . . One of the guys even had a ‘53 Studebaker (I think it was his mom’s) that we would take into Hurricane Park and fishtail around that ravine and launch over the rise to the beach, do a few doughnuts then back down, around and out before the cops could get there.
The Studebaker ended up at Clinton Smiths NHS shop class where it began another life as a “cut-down” beach buggy.
We all had "toggle switches" on our car tail lights to make it easier to get away from the security patrol out in Port Royal at night.
Yeah, those were the days . . . .
Seagate Homeboy
NHS Class of '67
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