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The winter of '68-'69 was very wet. Joel Lorimer and I drove up to the
cabin after a particularly bad storm, and we were amazed at the damage.
This is the San Dimas Canyon road just below the ranger station and the
cabin. I got out and watched as Joel drove as close as he could to the
hill. The road was so undercut that the asphalt bowed in one spot as he
passed.
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Heavy rains washed incredible amounts of mud and gravel into the canyon. We
could have walked onto some of the roofs of the low-lying cabins. This is a
view looking upstream about where the crossing to the cabin used to be.
This might be the ranger station, but I can't be sure. Sorry about the
glare off the water. I hadn't yet learned about polarizing filters.
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Floods of this magnitude are unusual, and most people are lulled into a
sense of permanency about the shape of the valleys. My ex-inlaws used to
live in Baldy Village when they were first married (in the days when you
could still drive over the Baldy Notch to Lytle Creek). One night, someone
pounded on the door and yelled for them to get to high ground. As they were
running up the road, they looked back to see their house washing away. The
owners didn't have time to save this old beauty from the San Dimas Creek.
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