Forest City - inhabited

Alicia and I went up the Tahoe National Forest a few weeks ago. We left early and went straight to Forest City. When we got there I was all grumbly because people were there. There was a young guy that rode in on his motorcycle and there was a family playing ball in the road and there was a piano on a truck and people were hanging out in the Dance Hall. We walked right by them because I didn't want to share!

So, we saw the sights:This one has got to be an E Clampus Vitus joke. I hope.



And then, while I was waiting for Alicia to use the one hundred and forty year old outhouse, a kid with bright red curly hair on a bicycle rode by and said that we should check out the dance hall. So, we did and ended up meeting the guy who basically saved Forest City several times over. First the forest service wanted to burn it and he stopped them, and then some dot com mountain bikers wanted to make a resort and he stopped them. He now owns half the town. His son grew up there and was the guy on the motorcycle. The piano that was on the truck had been originally made for the dance hall and was being donated back on this very day!

The dancehall has a museum in it. The Forest City guy talked about inheriting people's houses when they died and they would be filled with super old things...like one hundred year old downhill skis!


I donated 20 dollars to the organization dedicated to preserving Forest City. Then we left because one of the guys hanging out in the dancehall started trying to tell us that there was a "naked lady at the bottom of a pool" up the street. We didn't know what he meant, nor did we want to find out.