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I
created this page out of a love for nature and
hiking. Many of my fondest childhood memories are
from the trips our family took to the Sierra Nevada
mountains to Camp Wishon. There was a small
reservoir near the camp that we simply called the
swimming hole and no day camping was complete
without a trip across the treacherous slippery
rocks to cool off, then catch our dinner in trout
from the stream that ran nearby.
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