Today’s post is just a handful of photos in Mineral King. I recently went to Hume Lake instead of Mineral King but understand that my audience prefers seeing and reading about Mineral King. No offense to Hume Lake people—just accepting the identity of my blog readers. The first best summer of my life was 1978 at Hume Lake. Then my first summer at Silver City (4 miles below Mineral King) in 1985 became the Best Summer of My Life (and that was even before I met the love of my life.)
Mineral King has rustic and unique cabins. I recently had the opportunity to spend time at almost every one. It was a work thing: another cabin owner realized the need for propane tanks to have their cabin numbers visible on the tanks. We discussed press-on numbers and stencils; hand-painted numbers were the simplest solution. Nope, no photos of the numbers, just two photos of things that struck my fancy.
This road leads to the pack station, then becomes a trail. In the olden trails (when Trail Guy was just a boy), people could drive past the pack station and even go up to Crystal Creek and cross it! In their cars!
Maybe I’ll do a post on Hume Lake. . . more will be revealed in the fullness of time.
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Beautiful photos! The chimney has a special kind of charm. The steps look a bit treacherous!
Michelle, there is just something about those old architectural bits that really strike a chord with me.
I love all the pictures. That area is on my husband and I’s list of “Someday Vacations”. The more I read your blog, the sooner I want someday to get here!
I can, maybe, explain the horse with its feet in the trough. Some horses–of which mine is one–seem to love water and will splash in it if they can. Including putting their feet in the water trough in order to splash. I had to raise my troughs up on cinder blocks to keep my horse from doing this (she was not only dirtying the drinking water with her feet, but emptying the trough way sooner than I wanted with all her playing and splashing around).
Kris, that’s right! I remember reading that on your blog. If you and your husband are able to activate that list of Someday Vacations, it will be a real treat to meet in person.
Let me know if you figure out the horse conundrum! That has me scratching my head as well!
Elisabeth, read Kris’s comment about horses. She raises them, so she knows.
I remember driving across Crystal Creek; or rather, riding in a car that my G’Pa drove. Also to the small campground on the other side of the river. Also to the ranger station just west of the EMK beginning of the Nature Trail.
I just love that no 2 cabins are the same. A couple copied the footprint (Stuart copied Dink-Inn) but they’re still all totally different!
Sharon, there is definitely no subdivision kind of appearance in our neighborhoods!
Nice picture of the Woodshed’s stone fireplace/chimney. Not only is the chimney built on the edge of the large rock, but the fire box is also part of the edge of the rock. The big rock defines one edge of the cabin and a super large fir tree constrains the opposite side of the cabin. ‘Interesting how the ‘old timers’ conformed to the natural environment. Glenn
Thanks for the explanation, Glenn! I wasn’t sure whose cabin this was, although I may have included a similar drawing in The Cabins of Mineral King. (Lonnnggg time ago)
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