It has stood for 95 years. Made of studs and pine board. It was erected on the edge of a ridge, overlooking the Tule River canyon. It was built by my great-grandparents, Owen and Barbara Flynn.
Originally it had one room and a deck. The deck was a multipurpose room with beds for sleeping and table sets for eating. The term “table sets” is a tad misleading. In 1923 they were rough hewed logs held together by six inch iron nails. But my great-grandmother, so she told me, always had a tablecloth and napkins to go with the plates and silverware. Some of that silverware is still in use.
Dinner usually came from the Tule River. Late afternoon through early evening was the best time to catch a fish or two. And the men would head down the canyon to try their luck and feed the family. The river was and is the life blood of the place called Camp Nelson. It provides water, food, entertainment and solace. The sound of that river put many people to sleep after a day of hiking and an evening of fishing, cards and campfires.
Tule River, 2014 near “the swimmin’ hole”
There was also the obligatory swim. The summers are hot and the area is dusty. The way to cool off is to walk down to the swimming hole. That place consists of a natural cascade, a deep pool (suitable for jumping into the water- and, no, you can’t dive!), and a dam built by humans. The water comes from high in the Sierra Nevada and was freezing. But, as kids, in we jumped anyway.
Sometimes we just sat and watched the water, the lady bugs, or the sky. The shade, the water, the moss and the giant redwoods created a spot of complete serenity.
It was also a great fishing hole. There were places where the wise fisher-person could hide from the all seeing fish, thus having a better chance of snagging dinner. That was the reason that mothers insisted that the kids (and anyone else swimming there) wear tennis shoes in the water.
The Cabin is bigger now. Its alterations began almost at once when a bedroom, a sort of lean-to attached to the main room, was added. That also brought an INDOOR bathroom! In the sixties a real bedroom and modern bathroom replaced the rickety attachments. The six foot, claw-footed, porcelain bathtub, hauled up the mountain in 1923, was saved and remains a wonderful place to soak in warm water!
Lately, a real, live, completely operational modern kitchen was added. The deck was been expanded. One can still sleep there on a bed that has been there longer than anyone can remember.
Days are still spent in the hammock, on the deck, hiking to the Giant Sequoias, or walking to the river to swim or fish. There are card games and board games and old books. Being bored at the cabin is hard to do.
In five years the cabin will celebrate its hundredth birthday. I think we ought to celebrate that.
Talkin' to Myself 
Such wonderful photos and memories! A hundred years is definitely something to celebrate! ♥.
LikeLiked by 1 person
that sounds like a beautiful place to spend time
LikeLiked by 1 person
It is.
LikeLike
Really enjoy reading your stories 🙂
LikeLiked by 1 person
What a brilliant place for your family to enjoy. So full of memories too.
LikeLiked by 1 person
Celebration definitely in order. What memories!
LikeLiked by 1 person
What a gorgeous place — and what beautiful memories you hold of it. I don’t know why, but it especially touched me that some of the silverware is still in use. What a tangible, intimate connection to those who went before …
LikeLiked by 1 person
Sounds like a real treasure.
LikeLiked by 1 person
The history of our country that will be remembered, loved, and cherished. Great post.
LikeLiked by 1 person
Absolutely fabulous!
LikeLiked by 1 person
It sounds wonderful!
LikeLiked by 1 person
Thank you, Steve.
LikeLiked by 1 person
This cabin could tell many stories. How great it is still in the family.
LikeLiked by 1 person
I am trying to find a copy of a poem written by my grandfather about the mice in Cese’s house (Cese was my great-grandmother). It tells one of the thousands of tales that cabin holds. Thank you for reading this. I really do appreciate it!
LikeLiked by 1 person
What a treasure!
LikeLike
Most definitely worth a celebration, what a lovely getaway. Maybe even more so with indoor plumping.. 🙂
LikeLiked by 1 person
Such a wonderful place to spend time there reflecting on life and just being in the moment!
LikeLiked by 1 person
Thank you! I have spent many hours hiking that area of the Sierras.
LikeLiked by 1 person
Thank you!
LikeLiked by 1 person
Yes it is! The walls in that cabin have a lot to tell.
LikeLike
I imagine it is not hard to do, such beautiful country. 🙂
LikeLiked by 1 person
Such a beautiful place with so much memories. A celebration is in order. #seniorsalon
LikeLiked by 1 person
How serene it feels, and looks, and sounds . . . A sense of “place” has long been important to me as well. (It’d make a great AirBnB spot. 🙂
LikeLiked by 1 person
It would except it is 15 winding miles from anywhere. It would be a place to come and stay rather than a hub. It is also a tad difficult to get to with just a dirt road for the last mile. I love it but it is clearly not for everyone! hehehe
LikeLike
Oops! I thought I was answering on the post about Lake Mueller. The difference between my home and the cabin isn’t much. We can’t AirBnB the cabin as it is on US Forestry Land. We do have a steady stream of friends and family that use it. It is a place that I can go to just think and be. I treasure it.
LikeLiked by 1 person
We too are a mile and a half off the last paved road. We emphasize serenity and getting “unplugged.” Seems to work, and we love meeting new people from other walks of life (we get a lot of “Québécois”). Just an aside. 🙂
LikeLiked by 1 person