10 August 1913 – Half way house

Joe Johnson left about 9 o’clock riding one of the horses which belonged to people who stayed here all night. Gay, Stew and myself are the only ones left here of the bunch and things are quiet. We have a lot of grub and want to sell it or give it to packers for being packed in. John Dary has only horse up here and we are left in a stew as to how to get back, anyway tomorrow, because things are too dead up here. I wanted to go up to hot springs but its too late now and Stewart doesn’t care to go up. There are hot mineral baths and drinking water. Some old jake here says, there’s no use comin’ up here, without goin’ up to the hot springs. Nearly 50 people are up there at present. Stewart and I climbed the hill in front of half way house and I took 4 pictures up there. We afterwards went swimming in river. Made arrangements to pack in to North Bend.

9 August 1913 – Half way house

The crazy Isaquah bunch left about 9:30 and left us to recover from our 2 days hearty laugh. The kids had a fierce time catching Tom’s horse. The nutty John Dary would chase around like a chicken with its head cut off which would make the others unmanageable. Tom left about noon. Joe and Gay came back from a hard walk. They did not get to the top but damn near it. No water kept the renowned mountain climbers from reaching the top of the peak. After supper 3 people came Mr. and Mrs. Carpenter and informed most of the pack on their horse fell off about 8 miles back. They lost blankets and food. It’s a wonder one fellow didn’t leave his pants behind along the trail.

7 August 1913 – Half way house

Harvey left this morning riding a pack saddle with pack train.  Tom Perry after he and the others had chased around field for a couple of hours caught John Dary and he too went for home.  Gay, Stew and myself took a trolly ride across the river at Wells place. I met Mr. Wells. He was with Harold Hartman and Engineer Thompson, practically all the property on both sides of the river up to Government reserve starts at mouth of Pratt river. Tom Perry came back after finding John his horse was lame. Later he and Stewart left on other horses for the Bend late in afternoon. We sat around by fire in front of house and laughed at the crazy antics of the fellows from Issaquah. One that was the funniest was called Soapy. They named him Soapy because in running his confectionary store he always was getting schemes to get the nickels from the kids. His name is Armand Lake or something like that and he knows Charlie Robinson and Tom Grisscol very well –

Bed 11:30