Our final day at camp, then the long drive home, and a transition back to reality.
On our way home, near the tiny towns of Antelope and Shaniko (population 25), we stopped at a geocache at an old cemetery. I counted nine tombstones, and the majority of them were small children from the early 1900’s. The cache name was Lonely Cemetery. No kidding.
It’s been fun experiencing a more rural and isolated environment this weekend. I heard that there are about 100 that live year round at Wildhorse Canyon camp; there is a school with one teacher. What a different life. With it’s own challenges, but also it’s own rewards.
On our way home, near the tiny towns of Antelope and Shaniko (population 25), we stopped at a geocache at an old cemetery. I counted nine tombstones, and the majority of them were small children from the early 1900’s. The cache name was Lonely Cemetery. No kidding.
It’s been fun experiencing a more rural and isolated environment this weekend. I heard that there are about 100 that live year round at Wildhorse Canyon camp; there is a school with one teacher. What a different life. With it’s own challenges, but also it’s own rewards.
3 comments:
Sounds like you guys had a great family weekend!
The weekend sounds like a blast. Isn't it sad how many children died (at such young ages) only a century ago?
Sounds like a weekend they will remember for a lifetime.
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