I always enjoy seeing views of the grand pavilion at Koberg beach. It's hard to believe something that beautiful can vanish and scarcely leave a trace. Scott Cook tells me with a careful search you can find some signs of its foundation. Mystery Monday today calls for a field trip-- visit Koberg Beach and tell us what you find.
One of the items on my long list of great projects is to see our waterfront trail extended from the Hood River Inn all the way to Koberg. That would extend the trail length to about 3 miles (Hook to Koberg), and allow Koberg access without having to drive all the way to Mosier and back on I-84.
Definitely a portion of the foundation is there. I have seen it on many occasions, however, it is difficult to find if you don't know where to look.
My guess is that it is a portion of the back foundation of the far left portion as it is right up against the start of Stanley Rock.
Gives one a good idea as to how much Bonneville pool raised the water .level in the area.
One can almost feel the excitement and fun of a hot Hood River day. Problem now is that there is no slope into the river. It just drops off very fast and unsafe to be there, as there are those rip currents that unfortunately have caused issues for more than one swimmer.
charlott on 5th August 2013 @ 7:05am
The lady sitting in the sand still has her coat on, so maybe not such a hot day. And all of the girls seem to be wearing the same type of swim suit. I wonder if it is a swim team practice.
l.e. on 5th August 2013 @ 7:13am
My 17 year old son cooled off here just yesterday- still a favorite spot for a few.
steve on 5th August 2013 @ 7:23am
Charlott, I haven't been back to Koberg's since the late 50's. Other than road access, is the beach area much different today than it was back then?
Buzz on 5th August 2013 @ 7:41am
I wasn't sure how much of the Koberg area is open to the public and how much is an "in lieu" site closed to the public??
Yesterday, I spent some time watching the HR waterfront web cam. Your beach is definitely a busy and happy looking place. I just spent some time on the British Columbia "Sunshine Coast" where many of the small communities have made their waterfront a beautiful, user friendly environment with trails, docks, boardwalks and easy water access.
l.e. on 5th August 2013 @ 7:57am
Buzz, nothing like when we grew up. Very little beach and it drops right off. Not much there of interest this day and age.
charlott on 5th August 2013 @ 8:52am
In regards to the suit. We have a few here at The History Museum. They were uni-sex rental suits that people could rent for the day. And might I add...they were wool.
connie on 5th August 2013 @ 9:08am
Too bad. Was a fun place for a lot of people for a lot of years. Only constant in the world is change.
Buzz on 5th August 2013 @ 10:30am
What happened to the beach portion? I went up to the current beach with a depth sounder the other day, and that old beach isn't there!
Rawhyde on 5th August 2013 @ 11:35am
I'd be interested to see a present-day photo of the exact same view if anyone goes out there . . .
Jay on 5th August 2013 @ 12:02pm
At the east end of the beach you can see bench lines in the sand that tell you how much the water has risen and fallen in the recent past.
longshot on 5th August 2013 @ 12:05pm
Eric on 5th August 2013 @ 2:11pm
A 3-mile trail along the river to Koberg would make for an excellent 10K Volkswalk Arthur. While I don't particularly like out and backs, this would be highly attractive. Wish I could ask my father & grandfather how much time the sheriff's department spent here......I remember stories of LOTS of parties.
Arlen Sheldrake on 6th August 2013 @ 6:55pm
I am in process of writing a book of my life story-and have manifested this scene for 78 years since I fell off off the logs on the bottom left of the above picture into the swift current of the Columbia. The occasion was a picnic attended by many people. As a 4 year old, I quickly became bored with watching a contest of women hammering large spikes into large pieces of lumber which created a lot of excitement with the adults. A non-swimmer, I wandered down to the river with my collie dog, Buster, and slipped off the logs into the river unseen by anyone. By chance or divine revelation, someone saw my dog disappear into the river and surmised that I had fallen in. He yelled to my dad, Vern Bowlby, who was a super swimmer, Dad raced to the beach and dove in to find me. Meanwhile, I was 10 to 15 feet under the surface and still have the image of the surface of the water above and the current quickly pulling me downstream in the main channel of the river. My short life raced through my mind as I can still recall the pain of Buster's teeth in my foot dragging me towards the suface. My Dad met us more than a 100 feet downstream and accelerated my rise to the surface. Once to the surface, Buster's powerful determination to get me to shore as well as the current left me on my back taking in more water as my Dad could only attempt to keep my head above water. I nearly drowned on the way to shore.
Fortunately, I made it to the beach! The mind is totally amazing to record the scenes of this event as if it were yesterday! Since then, I have had at least 30 near death experinces over my 78 years! Guess the Lord is not through with me yet! Blessings Vernon Bowlby Hood River class of "49.
VERNON BOWLBY on 24th August 2013 @ 5:46am
Thanks for sharing that great story. It really is amazing how an image or even a smell can trigger vivid memories.
Arthur on 24th August 2013 @ 10:53am
Thanks Vernon. My story is the tragedy that occured one day when I rode to swim school with Prince Koberg as a skinny, blue legged boy about to emersed in the cold Columbia. The "cribs" had slotted 1 X 4 decking to maintain a water level depth and corral the "child abused". Some how a boy outside the crib swam under the decking and drowned. His was recovered and did not live. Quite impresive to the class on the point of water safety.
Bill P. on 1st October 2013 @ 8:28pm
At age 90 as I look at Koberg's Beach pictures, I can still feel the cold of that river. We local children were transported by buses throughout the summer for free swimming lessons. Swimsuits were scratchy and all wool. I was "certain" I would drown in those "cribs" and never did get comfortable with that cold, cold water often accompanied by wind.
pat Willford on 19th September 2014 @ 4:45pm