A
Camping Trip to the Ghost Town of
Monte Cristo
September
20th-21st, 2005
It is farther to Snohomish than I think it is, even when I
factor in
the fact that it is farther to Snohomish than I think it is. I was
supposed to meet Mark there at 9:00 AM. I was about ten minutes late
even though I actually rode faster than I thought I would.
After a hearty breakfast, we headed north. We stopped for a
few supplies at Granite Falls and then rode up to Barlow Pass on the
Mountain Loop Highway.
From here we rode past the locked gate and proceded at our own
risk to
the old ghost town of Monte Cristo.
There is a campground just east of the
townsite. Mark set up his
hammock.
I pitched my Tarptent.
Mark heading down the road to the
ghost town.
The trail into town.
In the spring this is a rushing river.
Part of the old townsite.
Mark and some old miner's cabins.
Spiral welded pipe.
Peabody Garage.
The Kyes Memorial. James Kyes grew up
in Monte Cristo and planted this
tree.
No guides have been here for quite
some time.
Mark on the trail up Glacier Basin.
The view from Glacier Basin back
toward Monte Cristo.
In a couple of steep places, ropes
have been placed to help with the
climbing.
