Thanks, Bombz, (Yosemite Street) I think that was the route we used to take to the Park.
When I first got a job at Camp Curry it was my job to empty the garbage after we closed up late at night. I packed it all up and commenced to walk outside with a couple of bags of garbage over my shoulder and noticed the whole night crew following me and watching closely, but I had no idea what was up.
So I start to load the garbage in the dumpster and it was pitch black with only a part of the moon shining down but they all just stood about 20 yards away just watching me dump that damn garbage.
That's when I felt some heat on my neck and a very loud "GRUNT" and I turned around to see BRUNO no further than a foot or two behind my back just waiting till I unloaded all that garbage so that he could start his evening meal.
I jumped and almost shit my pants. I'd never seen a bear outside of a cage before and here was BRUNO standing and grunting right in back of me while the whole damn night shift went into hysterics laughing at this new dupe on his first night on the job.
A couple of weeks later we did the same thing to the new kid and I was elevated to checking ID's and serving beer, with explicit instructions to NOT serve beer to the Indians who lived up the road apiece.
One night a real Yosemite Indian came in and asked me if I'd give him a beer cause he was real thirsty and had no money.
I said, "I can't!", but he said "Please", so I gave him a pitcher of beer and asked him to go outside someplace and drink it or else I would get in trouble.
So he said, "OK, Kimosabe!" and took his beer outside.
A half hour later he came in and asked for one more but I told him I could not give him any more.
ANd then he picked up one of the smaller tables and threw it through the plate glass window overlooking the center while yelling some Indian war-hoops.
The next day I was making do-nuts!
He came back to say he was sorry and asked for a do-nut. But I didn't give him one, so he just left.
Yea, I guess we did use to ride up that Yosemite street right into the park. Thanks for the memory, Bombz.