Blast from the past
Saturday, May 24th, 2025Back in the day big log booms would come down from somewhere in Canananada. Paper pulp logs to be processed in Sault, Ontario at the Abitibi paper factory or whatever it was. When I was a kid in Sault Ste. Siberia, it often smelled like hell in our town. A twin sister to the Canadian Sault.
The fun thing was that pulp logs would often escape the log booms and drift up onto the moominbeach. We used them for all sorts of purposes. A mini-gym that my dad built in the back yard of the moomincabin and various “cocktail” tables on the beach. And we would build forts out of them. This is one that I think I built. It’s a short one. My older boy cousins, Mac and Mike, built really tall forts. Were they dangerous? Probably. But we were more careful than you might think.
I don’t really remember this particular fort but it seems to have logs across the top so that we could lay our beach towels out and soak up the sun. I wonder how comfortable it was🤪 but we look happy enough.
So, in the front is yer fav-o-rite blahgger, hating her pixie style hair as always. To the left is cousin Jay (two years younger) and to the right is my “triplet” cousin Pooh, Jay’s older sister. Sitting up in the middle is beloved guest Becky.