The Story
“My family, my friends, and I have been coming here for twenty years. We always knew this was a special place. It wasn’t until I learned the history of this bend in the river that I understood why we keep coming back.”
The East Fork runs past the cabins at 5,530 feet. Silver fever built a county here in 1864 — eleven thousand people, by the claims of the day; the census of 1870 counted six hundred and eighty-five. From 1867 to 1895 the log drives ran cordwood down this water to the Comstock mills. A Norwegian farmer crossed these mountains on ten-foot oak skis for twenty winters to carry the mail, and Congress never paid him a dollar.
A fishing camp took root on the flat around 1920, and it has outlasted the Depression, the 1950 flood and the Tamarack Fire. The eight stories below are drawn from the record that survives — a survey, a land patent, census returns, the newspapers of the day — and their dates are collected in the ledger beside them.



