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Here’s something we did several times back in the 70s, a trip to Paleface Park/Hippy Hollow on the Pedernales River just outside of Austin.
It was clothing optional but nobody wore any except the outraged man with his family we met and told us, “you don’t want to go there, everybody is nekkid.” Ya think, that’s why we’re here.
We set up camp and went down to the gorgeous cliffs at varying levels up to 50 feet where you can jump into the deep and spacious river.
The rednecks would cruise up in their boats where they could spy with their bioculars seeing breasts and actual pubic hair, I hope that’s was all they were checking out.
Food, baked potatoes with Velveeta and butter, don’t knock it unless you’ve been swimming all day and have a serious case of the munchies.
We slept on the ground in sleeping bags and woke up with numerous bites from who knows what.
That park is still there and clothing optional, the only one in Texas but the runaway development around it is disgusting.
Quick point of clarification.
Both Paleface Park and Hippie Hollow are on Lake Travis which is the Colorado River, not Pedernales. They are also basically on different sides of the lake with PP on the west and HH on the east. Back in the day, our spot was called the Rocks which was down a long and winding Park Road near the dam but wound up just around the bend from HH. More private.
Hippie Hollow had too many gawking tourists from Houston.
Now I’m confused and not sure where I was but everyone was nekkid jumping off cliffs and a good time was had by all except for the pissed off guy hurriedly evacuating his family from the heathens.
I’m assuming you were nekkid too unless you were a “square.”
While I’m a lot “rounder” than I used to be, I was never exactly “square”.
And if you want to look up Pale Face, it’s been renamed “Pace Bend Park” for quite a while. Austin was an early adopter in political correctness.
Edited to bring back to topic: About halfway between Hippie Hollow and the Rocks is the Oasis. As restaurants go, it’s a great place for drinks at sundown, , but I haven’t been since it burned down and was rebuilt.
Maybe they upgraded the food as well.
I did look it up and saw Pace Bend which confused me even more. Thanks for setting it straight.
What’s next, Chief Wahoo of the Cleveland Indians? Oops, gone.