Group Camp # 3 at Raccoon Creek is said to be one of the old original CCC camps. It's out in the big western portion of the park, which is the oldest but most remote segment. That's to say, the park actually began as a CCC project out in this area. It spread gradually east from here, as private lands were purchased, and nowadays most of the heavily used areas of the park are well to the east.
The architecture definitely looks like those old CCC camps, but even more rustic than most. I think this is the cafeteria and main hall.
This is apparently the shower house. I ran into two kindly old Republicans out here who whined to me that Obama was going to take away their guns. It's amazing, the things people will assume about you when they meet up with you in the woods. I'm a gun owner, but if those nice old fellers feel the need to pack assault rifles, then more power to President Obama.
It's these little cabins that I love. They're tiny, with wire spring cots leaned against the walls and interior shutters to keep out the light and air. A drafty little shanty on the edge of a deep, wooded valley. What more could a man want? Okay, a man might also want some books. And some music. And just enough food and water to sustain life. And an AK-47 for self-defense. But then, you're set.
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