From my July 18, 1991 issue of the Alpenhorn newspaper:
“Was it the Creature From the Black Lagoon? A short black version of the Lock Ness Monster (aka “Nessie?) Was it a bird, a plane or a train? Nope….It was a black wet-suitted diver who was scouring the bottom of Arrowbear Lake at 7 a.m. last Sunday, searching for a sunken submarine.Was the lake was too small to hide such a nautical wonder? Ah….think again! Like all good seafaring tales, this is quite a story (which. of course, came from me!
Last year an Arrowbear family strolled down to the lake intending to sail their new radio-controlled yellow metal three-foot-long submarine known as Explorer 7. After loading it with about 47 batteries watching the sub dive, resurface and go around in circles. It worked great! It was fantastic! The family had many submarine stories to tell their friends…..until, until it got waterlogged and pooped out. They finally managed to get the sub to shore and they took it home where it was in dry dock for the past year. The state-of-the-art submarine dried out but it looked longingly toward the lake.
As if they could hear its plaintiff cries two weeks ago Ramona took the kids down to the sea…err…lake for some fun. They took the sub out of drydock and my gosh, it worked perfectly all day. Well, almost all day! Depending on who you talk to different people decided to play a trick on the””would-be fisherman. Once Sea got the sub to dive it went down for the last never, never resurfaced.It sank to bottom of Davy Jones Locker, no, somebody’s gym locker…noooo, Arrowbear Lake.
Dejected, Sean and the family went home with in tears. Not wanting to upset dad no one said anything to him until last week. When told of the nautical disaster dad burst into laughter. Enter the creature from the Black Lagoon….( Thought I’d forgotten all about that, didn’t you?) The family, their friends. Enter the Creature from the Black Lagoon.The dad’s friend, a lieutenant col., said he would dive in the lake to see if he could retrieve the lost sub. Donning a wet suit and paddling out to the place where Sean thought his prized sub had gone down to its final resting place. Sea, Michael slipped into the murky water. He found lots of slimy green lake moss’ slimy tree branches, a current in the middle of the lake that pulled things into a channel but no yellow metal submarine.”