Memories

Below you will find memories shared from family and friends as well as former campers, hostelers, travelers, and a whole multitude of others who have all been a part of the H-Bar-G Ranch history.

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I spent one of the best summers of my life at H-Bar-G in 1959 when it was a camp owned by the Ungars of Chicago. I think there were about 35 campers, most from the Midwest (I'm from New Orleans). I...

Been many years since we have seen each other but the other night I had a dream that I was back in Estes enjoying a fantastic summer day at our family home in the North End and we were having...

I was a camper at the H-Bar-G from 1959 until 1964. My mom, Carlyn Ungar, was the director for most of those years. Memories are too countless to recall and directly responsible for my choice to...

I was just looking at my 1963 photo of the ranch. It is the group photo in black and white of all the girls there that summer. I spent the 1962 and 1963 summers there. I as 12 and 13 years old. We...

I went to H-Bar-G Ranch in the late '40s and '50s with my family and family friends. I was a little boy and loved every minute of my time there. Horseback riding, hiking by myself and my .22 rifle,...

Very Sad to hear that Lou has passed away. I spent a good part of the summer of '87 staying there and working as a short order cook in the town. I borrowed a push bike to ride in to town and back –...

My parents met at the H-Bar-G while working at the dude ranch in the late 1930s. My mother (Hazel Eaton Barber) and her father John (Jack) Eaton worked at the ranch in the 1930's for Helen Gates....

Hi. My memories of H-Bar-G and Lou, were from three stays in 1988, 1989 and 1993. A great place and a great man, the sort of American who called us English "Limeys"! On my first visit, within an...

I went to the H-Bar-G Ranch Camp for girls for two summers, 1959 and 1960. Some of the best memories of my life. The memories are still vivid. How I loved the backpacking experiences.

In 1996 I brought a group of developmentally disabled adults to the H-Bar-G on a vacation. There were actually five of us: me, the three clients, and my son Derek, who was in his early teens. We...