3.23.25) Well probably not but maybe kinda alumni. 🤣 Went to school there for one day as a visitor with the Leslie bunch (bunch of girls one boy) my cousins. It was a classroom upstairs on the east side and overlooking the swing set out front. I think I was about 10 at the time. Besides that my mother and her bunch of sisters and one brother (I don't know maybe it was the water??) And Dad went there also. They're all there in pictures except for the youngest of the cousins who ended up going to school in Oroville when the Molson school closed operation.
When I was about 5 (born 1951) we (mom, dad, and I) lived in a long house just north and on the opposite side of the road from the school, pleasantly surprised a couple years ago to find the house is still there. I remember I thought it was a neat place as it had an inside water source. The well pump was right over the kitchen sink. 😲 Real modern plumbing 🙂. Daddy had his logging truck parked right outside. One day in playing outside, 5 year old me decided to climb up and get in the truck, where I stood up on the seat to "drive." But that wasn't enough, then decided I needed more and turned the key on and pushed the starter button. Old truck started right up. 🫣
Real good thing it wasn't in gear or me and truck would have ended up in the lake down the hill. After a bit I got to thinking better of it and decided dad might be real mad, so I shut it off and crawled back out. Mom and dad never knew.
There was a store right next to the house so Mom didn't need to go far to get groceries. There was, still is a shop, right by the house dad needn't go far to work on the rigs. 🙂
My next adventure was that I decided to twadle on down to see dad working at his portable sawmill. This was a number of blocks away. I found a big rough sawn board sticking out of the side road dirt bank, walked to its end and sat down. After a bit Mom came down in a huff and bawled out dad for having me down there without telling her. Dad had a good time trying to explain he didn't even know I was there🤣, last adventure like that I remember having.😃
Dad's sawmill was portable, though mom said it only got ported once. It had a full size circular saw blade and daddy ran the whole thing off a bare wheel and the family car up on blocks via a long flat-belt. I remember it in both of the places it was at.
The school was still in operation and the antique machinery, etc. wasn't yet a thing. Later I recall a May Day up there and the girls doing the May pole dance with the ribbons. It was up by the swing set in front of the school house.
Lots of old stuff to look at in the school museum. Pictures of lots of the kids who went to school there. Old timey machinery. School even smells the same as it did way back when. Down the road to the south are some buildings housing old machinery and assay equipment. Nice collection.
Old memories for me new adventures for you. I go every year now so hope I see you up there. 🙂👋
Oh, stick to the paved roads especially if you're in a RV, last year I (and some tourist in a big RV) decided to take a shortcut, not pleasant, on a long dusty rough gravel road, probably worse for them ☹️. If you're in an RV it may be prudent to come in from Tonasket as the road from Oroville includes a very long up hill section. And return the same way. If in a car you'll be fine either way. Though I find it more scenic coming from Tonasket. Then going back via the Oroville route. On the 4th of July I do the rodeo at Chesaw, then go to Oroville to watch the nice fireworks display.
Welcome to all who visit, have fun.🙂