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Yep it is on the West side of the island, directly across the sound from the only store in Olalla.
I lived in Lisabeula for a few months when i lived on Vashon. the old Norwegian couple were so good to me and my kids when we were "between homes" in the old hippy days. Used to picnic there all during the 16 years I spent on the Island. Sometimes I wonder if I shouldn't move back "home". Miss the water. Spent most of my life either on the water or in sight of it.
Oh well, now I have lots of trees and a beaver pond. not bad
The couple was Ralph and Olga Berg. I loved them; they were like grandparents to me. Their home always smelled so good. The fire was always stoked with driftwood, and the smell of Ralph's pipe tobacco. There was something special about those smells. There will be always a sense of being home there for me. My parents moved to the larger caretaker's house about October of 1959. I was just a few months old. I think that we only lived there a fairly short time, before my parents move into a house at the top of the hill just above the ferry dock on the north end of the Island. I still consider Vashon Island my home. My family moved from the Island in January 1973. I would love to live back on the Island. My DH has pretty much said that he doesn't ever want to live there. I love the smell of the beach and water.
The old resort is no longer accessible by anyone. It private property and heavily marked with no trespassing signs. I would love to go back and see the area. I don't think that any of the cottages exist anymore. I think the dock is also long gone.
Yep it is on the West side of the island, directly across the sound from the only store in Olalla.
I lived in Lisabeula for a few months when i lived on Vashon. the old Norwegian couple were so good to me and my kids when we were "between homes" in the old hippy days. Used to picnic there all during the 16 years I spent on the Island. Sometimes I wonder if I shouldn't move back "home". Miss the water. Spent most of my life either on the water or in sight of it.
Oh well, now I have lots of trees and a beaver pond. not bad
The couple was Ralph and Olga Berg. I loved them; they were like grandparents to me. Their home always smelled so good. The fire was always stoked with driftwood, and the smell of Ralph's pipe tobacco. There was something special about those smells. There will be always a sense of being home there for me. My parents moved to the larger caretaker's house about October of 1959. I was just a few months old. I think that we only lived there a fairly short time, before my parents move into a house at the top of the hill just above the ferry dock on the north end of the Island. I still consider Vashon Island my home. My family moved from the Island in January 1973. I would love to live back on the Island. My DH has pretty much said that he doesn't ever want to live there. I love the smell of the beach and water.
The old resort is no longer accessible by anyone. It private property and heavily marked with no trespassing signs. I would love to go back and see the area. I don't think that any of the cottages exist anymore. I think the dock is also long gone.
