
From atop Echo Mountain, another train took adventurers 4 miles (6 km) up to another resort in the oak and pine forest called “Ye Alpine Tavern.” One more ridge, only ½ mile away is Inspiration Point, which I featured yesterday.
Today’s photo is what’s left of that ill-fated railroad to the sky. Sadly, a series of floods, windstorms and fires wiped out every building and much of the narrow-gauge track. Eventually, the money ran out and the desire to rebuild was thwarted by immense disappointment.
Today, however, the hotel ruins, rail beds and even a few artifacts can be seen if you have the leg power to get there. I hike these trails and ruins nearly every week with a some hiking friends. The trail heads are literally minutes from my back door.
4 comments:
What an interesting post, JT. And what aspirations those two gentlemen had. Such a shame it had to come to such a sad end. But isn't it such a thrill to be able to retrace the steps. Local history like this is just terrific. And to have it so accessible to your place ...
You know, I dont think I like that Reaction widget. It is even worse than someone saying "Wow! Great picture". And your posts deserve more consideration than that.
I remember my grandmother showing me one of those tourist pictures of my great grandfather at the base of the Mount Lowe funicular.
Your gutsy for putting up a rating system.
WOW! Can you imagine staying there? How much fun would that have been! It's kind of amusing, though, to realize that fires and mudslides have always been a problem for those who try to build in the hills. Mother Nature is trying to tell us something: the hills and canyons are for recreational use only! :o)
Okay, I removed "Reaction" request. Thank you for your response. Julie, you are a sweetheart! :)
My grandfather also used to visit the White City, but he was a kid and couldn't afford the ticket and had to hike to the top. Great memories he had! I hike Echo each Wednesday night with a group or friends. Not a night goes by that we don't wish we could have experienced the incline, the hotels and trains back in the day. We can all pretend though.
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