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I remember when,.......

Snook

Still Learning
Does anyone else on icmag remember when this was all there was to downtown Negril?
I've only met one other guy here, who remembers it from those days...

There were only about 100 or so American tourists there at a time back then....and they were all long haired hippie types...

It sure was a cool place visit in those days...:biggrin: and it made a great base camp, from which to make week long excursions back into the hills....


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Is that place right around the corner from Hedonism?
don't remember going in but that shack next to it looks familiar?
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Bud Green

I dig dirt
Veteran
I remember when,.......

Almost everybody kept a Frisbee in their car with them, even if they never threw the thing around with their friends...

Hint: it was the mobile equivalent of the double record album, that used to be on your living room coffee table...
 

Sforza

Member
Veteran
Does anyone else on icmag remember when this was all there was to downtown Negril?
I've only met one other guy here, who remembers it from those days...

There were only about 100 or so American tourists there at a time back then....and they were all long haired hippie types...

It sure was a cool place visit in those days...:biggrin: and it made a great base camp, from which to make week long excursions back into the hills....


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Good old Wharf Club. My buddy and I had our own shack right up the hill from the Wharf Club in Red Ground, behind Miss Ruby's Tiptop Cottages.

I had many a Red Stripe and Goat Curry dinner while listening to creamy smooth soul music, aural velvet emanating from the jukebox.

Afternoons drinking Appleton rum and cokes waiting for the afternoon rain to stop.

In the back middle part of the main room, there was an elevated circular booth made of bamboo. If you and your buddies had that table, you had a good view of the entire bar.

Never pulled much pussy out of the wharf club, but we would use it at a stopping spot to have a couple of drinks before going around the corner to the upscale Yacht Club. This was before there were any resorts down at the other end of the beach. The only thing down by the island was the Sundowner hotel. Before Rick's cafe was built too.

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armedoldhippy

Well-known member
Veteran
When people weren't stupid talking on cell phones....No I don't.

i remember when cell phones were just a bad idea somewhere in the future. now, they are here and STILL a bad idea. i remember when an entire neighborhood shared the same phone line (party lines, LOL!) & you had to be damn careful what you said because some old lady in the neighborhood WAS listening in...
 

aridbud

automeister
ICMag Donor
Veteran
I remember when,.......

Almost everybody kept a Frisbee in their car with them, even if they never threw the thing around with their friends...

Hint: it was the mobile equivalent of the double record album, that used to be on your living room coffee table...



This is from a post in 2010....same idea...
We used a Frisbee to role on and get the seeds out of the weed. Also I didn't know that buds weren't flat or came in a brick till the 90's...
 

Medfinder

Chemon 91
79..... sifting a qp... 150 dollars

Had 1 oz of seeds.

real dark gold purple columbian Gold.

when you do a rising shotgun hit you almost passed out from the head rush:laughing:
 

Snook

Still Learning
when one match-head blast of blow would numb up half your face for 10-15 minutes, teeth and all.
 

MicroRoy

Active member
My sandwich was wrapped in wax paper.

The slipper slides were tall and dangerous. Between us and the cousins and a few other random kids about 15 or so.

We took the waxed paper and set on it. The slide kept getting faster and faster.

At first we had some scraped knees then some tears on the heels on some hands. Kids were tuff in those days.

As long as the dirt stopped the bleeding the parents just watched. Even a bit of facial road rash was a badge of honor.

They finally took the waxed paper away when some kid started wobbeling around with a nose bleed.
 
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