I agree with Nancy that our resport was officially called
DVC but many of us still thopught ot it as COnch Flats. Our first "stay" was in March 1992 and only buildings 14 -18 were open. We stayed in 14. I need to find those pictures and post them.
Everything was an experiment back then - including the bus. Our bus to the MK first went thru the figure 8 trail of the then Treehouse Resorts. That was long before they were updated. The fun part was sitting in the bus at 2 mph while it followed the treehouse trail behind the never ending familes of Peacocks that thrived there. Not allowed to honk bus horns at families - people or otherise. Hey, it was all part of the experience. We are on vacation - who needs to hurry.
What is now Saratoga Springs was formerly the Disney Institute and before that the Lake Buena Vista Gollf Resorts and Villas. In the main house was a really great steak restaurant called "Pompano Grill" or somethign like that - also great breakfast buffet. Anyway, for us new DVC'ers we could get there by the boat - and when we wanted to return we stood on the dock and pressed a button that alerted Rufus at Hanks. Remember Rufus? He was the first DVC boat driver and he blew a conch shell horn when the boat was approacing so we knew to get down to the dock. He is a really class act and asset to DVC.
Another fun fact, back then the boat ran back and forth to the Marketplace and other sites unless really bad weather. If it was cold or lightly raining, then Rufus had umbrellas and towels onboard.The boat ran. Back then we only used the more open flat pontoon boats - no real top- not the ones currently in use. Bu it was all part of the initial experience.
I should scan and post my pictures of Captain Wahoo. After a long run sitting in trhe last booth at Oliva's our Captain Wahoo was reassigned to a bar stool where he sat watching TV until he was called back to sea.
Anyone remember Bill the man who greated you as you arrived at DVC? He was always dressed in one of those great costumes with a whote pithe helmit, white jacket with brades and blue slacks. You could not arrive in cab, car or bus without Bill welcoming you and chatting.
Those are all part of the early charm on the then growing DVC. Its part of the basis of what make it all happen for the future.
Glad to have been there.
Maybe one day there should be an "old-timers" spot to share those early DVC memories. ( Maybe even the old secret bike path from DVC to the Wilderness Lodge )