Big Bear, haven't been there since the 70's. In San Diego had a shipmate and good friend that was from Anaheim he always said he was from Anal Slime. His father was a mason that helped build Disneyland and he did well for himself and family. They had a cabin on Big Bear and we would go there occasionally on the weekends to the family cabin and explore the area.
What I remember the most was coming back down on Sunday nights it was always bumper to bumper traffic. At one point you could see a long ways down the mountain in front down and to your right and it was always solid headlights. I'm thinking it probably hasn't gotten much better in the last 50 years. But that is pretty much the whole Country in most places.
What I remember the most was coming back down on Sunday nights it was always bumper to bumper traffic. At one point you could see a long ways down the mountain in front down and to your right and it was always solid headlights. I'm thinking it probably hasn't gotten much better in the last 50 years. But that is pretty much the whole Country in most places.