Did my SCI at Cobb Mountain the summer or fall of '74. I remember sticking my thumb out at the intersection of Brush Creek Rd. and Hwy. 82 in Snowmass Colorado and hitchhiking to Cobb Mountain. Good times!
--- In FairfieldLife@yahoogroups.com, Tom Pall <thomas.pall@...> wrote: > > On Wed, Nov 2, 2011 at 3:40 PM, turquoiseb no_re...@yahoogroups.com wrote: > > > --- In FairfieldLife@yahoogroups.com, Tom Pall thomas.pall@ wrote: > > > > > > I worked on the Houston (Navasota, Grimes County) capital for > > > room and board. And yes, shared an unheated cabin. Barhroom > > > was the bushes outside. Yes, it gets cold in Texas during the > > > Winter. Maharishi was absolutely right. The movement belongs > > > to those who move large quantities of cash across national > > > borders, undetected. > > > > I never went to any of the more modern TM hovels. > > I used to teach a lot of residence courses at > > Soboba (I think the name was) in southern CA, > > and attended many courses at Cobb Mountain in > > northern CA. The former didn't really have much > > personality, but the latter did. It had been > > some kind of camp or retreat facility before > > the TMO acquired it, and I found it charming, > > with its old clapboard cottages and rustic > > camp-era dining/meeting hall. Plus, the fact > > that most everyone was in a separate cottage > > made it easier to fool around on ATR courses. :-) > > > > > I attended many course at Cobb, including my ?flying? block. My flying > block had a lot of live wires. The cabins closest to the main buildings > were given to married, "senior" people. They brought with them the proper > mixings for martinis and had cocktail hour before time to do evening > program. I went back for many WPAs and the men often flew on what had > been the dance floor. That place had been a really hopping place for > Summers and especially the weekend. The dance floor was on springs, and > yes, in typical TMO style, Cobb Mountain had a reputation for lots of > alcohol flowing, lots of extramarital sex. Back to my flying block. We > had a fiddler from Boston. When our mommies and daddies went to bed we had > hoe downs outside the main buildings. A couple times we woke up the sidhi > administrators who told us to cut out the dancing and go to bed. > > Cobb Mountain was in typical decay and the cabins were drafty as heck. > And yes, we were within something like 1,500 feet of the tree line so it > got cold, even in Spring and Fall. >
