Conjure up the past. Take a hike along Bald Hill Creek for a half mile north of the present swimming pool. Invoke the sounds of past summer pleasures - laughter, squealing, splashing - and you will rediscover the ol’ swimmin' holes that were part of the Hannaford profile of three and four generations ago. Some of today's old-timers will still recall learning how to swim in one of these favorite haunts of long gone days.
Just below the old ski-slide hill was the boy's swimming hole. It had a muddy bottom, but was deep enough in which to dive from springy planks anchored in the bank. Sometimes a show-off diver would come up embarrassed, with a face full of mud.
Several rods north, around the bend, was a more shallow spot with nice clean sand bottom. This was the girl's swimming hole. There, not only girls, but beginners and the more timid cavorted.
Some summers a small shack was set in place at each of these locations for use as a bathhouse. These were usually old threshing rig cook cars provided perhaps by either Asher Anderson or Walt Richardson.
Farther north, in a bend near where the highway now crosses the creek, was another very popular spot. Called Beggy's swimming hole, it was named for one of the young sports in town, Beggy (Walter) Thoreson, whose father was the Lutheran pastor, the venerable Rev. P. A. Thoreson. No makeshift bathhouse here, this was the favorite spot for skinny dipping.
Source: Hannaford Area History North Dakota Centennial 1889 - 1989 Page 257