Fish Camp

The first stop on my last 2011 hike: Fish Camp.  It was Waite Phillips' fishing cabin in the 1920s-- and what a camp it was.  A clear, trickling stream meanders in front of the main cabin.  The valley is a magnificent sight.

We didn't get in until 11 p.m., but when I woke up and actually saw the camp for the first time, this is what I saw.

The front porch is filled with rustic wooden rocking chairs.  Campers and staff play card games in the evening after a long day of fishing.  

A beautiful, rustic atmosphere seeps throughout the cabin.  At the same time, the cabin has a homey, warm feeling to it.