Inspiration for Lyles Bar: http://www.theforksresort.com/index.html
Place: Lyle's Bar
Location: Grey Lake, Yosemite California
Amenities: Bar/Restaurant, General Store, Boat Rental, and dock.
Price: $$-$$$ depending on your needs.
Best Beer: Apple
Best Food: Lyle's Burger
Description:
"Tables sat scattered throughout the room with booths along the line of windows. A solid brick wall separated the grocery store part of Lyles, from the restaurant and bar. It didn’t have a very good lake view but it was one of a few businesses located on the south side of the lake."----Lorelei Preston The Wild Hunt
"The worn floors and beat up countertops were like rings on a tree trunk, every scuff was a memory, every stain a smiling friend. Lyle let the customers and tourists write their names on the walls and ceiling, which gave it a certain country redneck feeling. I took a deep breath and the warm scent of yeast filled my senses. This was what comfort smelled like." ----Lorelei Preston The Wild Hunt
"Three months out of the year, Lyles closed down. From November to February, the south side of the lake was a ghost town. "----Lorelei Preston The Wild Hunt
Fire at Local Bar
On the evening of June 14th, a
fire started at the popular bar Lyles, owned by Grey Lake resident Lyle
Schroeder. The Sheriff and Fire Department were called to the scene at 9:37
p.m. No one was injured but the bar and some personal property were damaged.
The Fire Department was unable to give a statement as to the cause of the fire.
A witness said they overheard a conversation suggesting Arson. It was also
suggested that the bar was not the target of the arsonist, but a casualty.
Whether it was a personal vendetta, or the actions of a crazy person, we do not
know. Pinecresthotline.
"He ran a hand across his face. “I don’t know what to think. My bar, hell I don’t know what I’d do without it. It’s been my life for so long. I wouldn’t be me without my bar, God that sounds sad, but it’s true. Who wants to hurt you Lo?” Lyle turned and crossed his arms over his chest, his eyes searching my face." -----Lyle Schroeder The Wild Hunt