Do you remember the first day of school when the teacher, or professor depending on the situation, would ask if anyone did anything fun over the summer? I do!
While my summers had always been ok, I had never enjoyed answering that question more than when I was in college. Why? Because when you tell a room full of people that you spent your summer working on a train that was chased by a wild man named “Wolfman”, the looks on their faces is priceless! For those of you that have not figured out what I’m talking about, it’s the look on your face right now.
Not only was I being chased by a fur wearing Wolfman with a gun, I was in charge of getting a train full of people to the end of the tracks and back again, safely. No easy task when your under attack! I had great success and we always made it back the same way we came; you know, train tracks and all, you really only have one option and that is to go back the way you came.
The importance of a speedy and safe return was that nobody wanted to miss the bear show! Yes, the bear show! North American Black Bears eating ice cream and showing more coordination with a basketball than I ever have. If it wasn’t the bear show it was the amazing Chinese Acrobats! Jumping, climbing, swinging, balancing, flipping and keeping a large crowd on the edge of their seats!
For those who still don’t know what I am talking about; I used to work at Clark’s Trading Post! I have mentioned before how much I love living in the White Mountains, but I think it BEARS repeating! Family owned and operated generation after generation, and steeped in local and family history, Clark’s is one of the many area attractions that make NH a unique place to live and work! It’s not big city living, but there is still, never a dull moment!
Year after year, local attractions evolve and expand, just like the families that keep them running, and keep people coming back. Granted, one should never discount the importance of the natural attractions, we have them in spades, but there is something special about a family-run business that makes you feel like a member of the family, not just an employee or visitor.
To be very honest, I have written a blog post about Clark’s Trading Post before for another blog, but the tone of the that post was different and served a different purpose. In this case I don’t want to give too much away. I am hoping that I will leave you wondering about this place and the others in the area and what makes them so special.
The very first job I had as teenager was at Polly’s Pancake Parlor. Incidentally, that was also the very first job my mother had when she was a teenager…talk about a place with history! But that is a topic for another post…