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Steve Akridge, Steve Stubbs, and Bronnie
Stubbs (1-r) are shown shortly after their arrival
back in Perry from a cross-country jaunt. Akridge
Trio Dune Buggies
Around The Country
By Maxine Thompson
They are pork and beans,
boloney sandwiches, soup
and such so often that a
really good meal made an
exciting entry in their diary.
The night they slept in
Yellowstone National Park,
they learned a camper had
been killed by a bear a
couple of nights before near
Old Faithful.
Some of the scenery was
breathtakingly beautiful,
though, and they played and
slid in snow while their folks
back home were sweltering
in the summer heat.
Steve Akridge, 21, and
twins Steve and Bronnie
Stubbs, 20, found their
journey across country to
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Mrs. Carol Broxton, John J. Broxton, Beth Braxton and Cliff Braxton
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Oregon interesting and
educational and are glad
they made it, but one such
experience is enough - when
you make it in a dune duggy.
Steve Akridge made his
dune buggy from a
Volkswagen chassis and a
large amount of welded
metal framework, and
during the drive he was
completely exposed to any
kind of weather nature chose
to inflict on him. After five
weeks on the trail, he arrived
back home a kind of brick
red color.
Steve, the son of Mr. and
Mrs. Jack Akridge, drove
alone in his dune buggy most
of the time. Bronnie and
Steve Stubbs, sons of Mr. and
Mrs. James Stubbs, drove
drove his dune buggy and brought back a kayak
from California; the Stubbs twins drove a
Mustang with their camping gear.
Bronnie’s Mustang con
taining their tent, sleeping
bags and other gear. They
left Perry on June 12 and
came home July 20.
Their first night was spent
at Hamilton Lake about ten
miles north of Chattanooga,
Tennessee, where they dined
on cokes and canned chili.
Bronnie kept a diary of the
trip and noted, “Have our
tent pitched on a little grassy
beach with a beautiful view
of the lake 10 feet out our
door.”
Next day they saw Lookout
Mountain and Ruby Falls
and spent the night at
Chickasaw State Park.
Bronnie noted that they
cooked a good breakfast.
Their usual breakfast menu
consisted of bacon, grits,
poached eggs, coffee, orange
juice and toast, which helped
to make up for sone of their
other less appetizing meals.
At Petit Jean State Park in
Arkansaw, the three spent
the next night and lunched
the following day at an
Oklahoma Welcome station.
Their campsite at Foun
tainhead State Park in that
state was on a hill
overlooking a lake which
Bronnie described as
“somewhat brackish.” They
were the only campers in
their area of the park and
had the bathhouse to
themselves, a real luxury in
the free park. They fished in
the lake, where the water
was just knee-deep out a
hundred yards.
The land becamse very
flat, with the sun “still
glaring as it sinks in the
west.” The ground was so
rocky and hard at Lake
Meredith, Texas, that they
didn’t bother trying to put up
the tent but slept at one of the
picnic shelters with the
Mustang pulled up sideways
to block off the constant
wind.
“There are scorpions
here,” Bronnie noted in his
diary that night,“l saw one
at the bathhouse (no
showers) a while ago. We
had baloney sandwiches for
supper - wind too hard to fry
chicken as planned.”
Their first Saturday night
was spent about 125 miles
south of Denver, Colorado at
a commercial campground
where the boys cooked fried
chicken, beans, corn, french
fries and drank milk.
The Colorado scenery was
described as “beautiful •
high snowly peaks, deep
meadows and evergreen
flora everywhere. We have
also enjoyed the little
groundhogs (or prairie
dogs?) which run around the
ground and eat from your
hand. Also some pretty blue
colored birds, larger than
any bluebirds I’ve ever
seen.”
On Tuesday, June 30,
Bronnie and the two Steves
had an experience for which
they were unprepared, not
realizing how thin the air
was at their high altitude.
They rode to a trail leading
up into the mountains then
walked about 3M> miles on it.
They headed for the snow
across the little stream and
valley visible to them. They
climbed for about 2Vz hours
up rock, brush, grass,
streams, ice and snow and
finally stopped just about 500
feet short of the top of a
mountain supposed to be
13,000 feet high.
They played in the snow
some, took some
photographs, then decided
not to go any higher because
it was then 3 p.m. They had
shared a single can of sar
dines and a dozen soda
crackers at about 11 a.m.
and were hungry as well as
tired.
They slid down or walked
about 1,000 feet in snow,
slipping sometimes as much
as 100 feet, and the rest by
holding on to small trees and
brush. About one-third of the
way down they stopped to
rest, so exhausted they
almost went to sleep. For
tunately a park employee
came along in a pickup truck
and carried them back to
their vehicles. They were so
weak they just warmed pork
and beans for supper, and
the Stubbs brothers had
headaches.
At Grand Teton National
Park they camped in a
pretty wooded area but it
rained hard. They made a
good bed of pine coals and
cooked steaks, blackeyed
peas and instant mashed
potatoes. After dinner they
drove to Jackson for a
distributor part for the dune
buggy, which Bronnie
smashed from the rear in a
herd of cattle on the road
near Dubois while he drove
it. Bronnie reported that
Jackson was a nice little
town with prices about as
high as the altitude out there.
The three camped at Grant
Village Campground in
Yellowstone National Park
and saw hardly anything but
wet, cold, dreary weather on
their two-day stay. On
Saturday night they rode
over to Old Faithful and
found that it had just
erupted, so they went back to
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the campground.
On Sunday, they spent a lot
of time in the tent while it
rained, snowed, and hailed
outside. They saw Old Faith
ful erupt on Monday before
leaving.
They considered Crater
Lake National Park very
beautiful, like nothing they
had ever seen before. After
driving through the Redwood
Forest to Crescent City
California, they spent the
morning at a machine shop
installing fenders on the
dune buggy because a
policeman in Oregon had
warned him to do so.
A good week’s rest and
relaxation with friends of the
Akridge family in
Sacramento, California
prepared the boys for the
long journey back home.
Steve Akridge stayed behind
to have a different wind
shield installed after being
stopped by a policeman
there, and Steve and Bronnie
Stubbs drove down the coast
to San Diego, California, and
Tijuana, Mexico. They didn’t
like Tijuana, a dirty,
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crowded place, and said
there was a big hassle
crossing the border both
ways, especially coming
back. They met Akridge at
Kingman, Arizona, and all
continued their trip through
the 118 degree desert heat.
Things gradually got
better, tnough, and it was so
pleasant at night they didn’t
’ put the tent up. On Sunday,
Sinks
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July 16 they saw a good
display of shooting stars.
They drove home byway
of Dallas, Texas,
Shreveport, and New
Orleans, Louisiana, and
Bayon La Batre, Alabama.
Home had never looked so
good when they drove into
Pery, with a kayak acquired
on the west coast turned
upside down on the dune
buggy.