Mount Buffalo Chalet, 1952
My Dad asked me to scan some photos taken when he was working as a maintenance carpenter at Mount Buffalo Chalet in 1952. He was employed by the Victorian Railway and in those days they owned and ran the Chalet. I guess that explains the holiday posters I used to see on the Red Rattlers.
He was 21 and had just hooked up with a hot waitress who also worked there. That turned out to be an important event in my life because he married her a few years later and they produced some amazing offspring and, equally importantly, an amazing marriage which is going to clock over sixty years soon.
There’s something magical about peering into this monochromatic time portal at a bunch of kids just starting out in their adult life. They are younger than any of my biological children in these photos. Even more spooky is Mum and Dad popping out of the photos and realising the glint in Dad’s eye is my own genesis.
These are scans from sepia prints, some of which are quite small.
The captions are Dad’s.