Strolling from Cabin #3 to #6

Having just returned from a long trip to Alaska, we were accustomed to seeing rivers filled with rocks that had been deposited by glaciers.  Every stream we passed was filled with glacier rocks.  It was all very impressive.

Imagine what we thought, then, when we saw this just down the hill from our cabin:

This is on the west side of the road.  The waterfall is to the right,  Don is looking toward the Schneider cabin.

Although it looked like Alaska, it it is just down the path from the Brink's cabin that leads to the Schneider's bridge.  At the base of the road was a grassy meadow.  Now it is four feet deep in rocks.

To the left of the path was a ravine choked with dead trees.  It had been impossible to navigate up it, though we have tried several times.  Now the impassable ravine looks like this:

Nary a tree in sight.

Below the ravine and the rock slide used to be a waterfall.  The waterfall that was built back in the mining days, blocking the river to provide water for the hospital, no longer exists.

How many of us have pictures of our children on this rock?  We do.

Walking up the road from the bridge, the one familiar hole across from the rock that looks like a frog is dramatically changed.  The sleepy little fishing hole where many people would picnic is now a rocky one:

Many of these changes are permanent ones.  No one is going to remove the rock slide.  No one is going to replace the waterfall.  So it will take some getting used to.  But we can and will.