I really ought to keep quiet, but here goes.
Saturday when I signed in, the deputy said there's no lock. Fine. When I pulled up to the gate, the section in the middle had fresh primer on both sides, and the latching mechanism had obviously been changed. I got out, but I couldn't lift the mechanism. I tried several ways, but it wouldn't budge. It appeared the hole where the lock used to go through had a bolt through it. Was I supposed to unbolt it? Maybe that's what she meant by "there's no lock."
But I had no tools. I looked to the right of the gate, up the hill, and I saw that all the logs had been cleared out and at least one vehicle had scaled the hill to go around the gate.
Was I supposed to take my sad little Blazer up that hill? That pathetic little V-6 probably couldn't make it. So I walked to the pavilion to ask what I was supposed to do.
The guy there said you don't lift the latch. You slide it to the side.
I walked back to the gate and sure enough, it just slid right over. What a moron!
During the course of the day, though, I found out two other divers had the same problem.

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