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BY H. "W. MAN.
OLD Dobbin may be considered a
back number for the city streets
and the paved country thorough
fares, but if anyone thinlcs that the
old fellow Is down and out for good,
let him make the trip to the north
Bide of Mount Hood, to Mount Hood
lodge or Cloud Ca.p inn, and then let
him drive his automobile on as far
towards, the mountain as is possible,
to the very end of the road, where
the double track of the wheels merges
into the single mountain trail. There
let him leave his motor car and trans
fer to the back of a mountain pony
and with this new means of trans
port push on up the trail to mountain
fastnesses of a hitherto undreamed
beauty.
The motor car every day is proving
Itself one of the most useful and nec
essary aeents of transportation, but
old Dobbin is still the faithful friend
of man despite the progress of his
rival, and he is ready to prove his
usefulness on any of the hundreds of
miles of mountain trails leading from
the ends of Oregon's mountain roads
into some of the most splendid of the"
state's vast playgrounds.
But every mountain trip nowadays
has its prelude by automobile and this
Is the excuse for bringing in the
mountain pony, now but a feeble rival
to the automobile, as the hero of our
tale. The prelude was the easy run
from Portland by automobile to
Mount Hood LodKe, south of Hood
River, the great play itself was one
of the finest one-day horseback rides
it is possible to take in America, to
Elk Meadows and thenoe across a
moutain glacier up the great back
bone of Mount Hood to within 270n
feet of the summit, and the heroes of
the drana. were Patsy, ilaxiue. Blue
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and Buck, the four, sure-footed and
willing, little mountain ponies be
longing to Homer A. Rogers, host at
Mount Hood, lodge and Cloud Cap inn.
Motor Trip In Prelude. . :
. .But to begin at the beginning. It
was Friday noon when we clambered
Into the motor car, stepped on the
starter and began the drive to. Hood
River and on to Mount Hood Liodge.
to -be the week-end guests of Homer
A.-Rogers, for what he characterises
(and we second the motion) the
finest one-day horseback trip in the
northwest. Roads were, in excellent
shape all the way, paved of course to
Hood River, and- thence to Mount
Hood Lodge graveled or . well graded
most of the distance, and it was Just
supper time when we' shut off the
gas and clamped on the brake in front
of - Mr. Rogers' artistio and homelike
hostelry at the base of Oregon's
mountain. After a. splendid dinner,
eaten in the lodge's glassed-in dining
room while the setting sun was cast
ing its red rays, on Mount Adams.
Mount Rainier and Mount St. Helens,
all visible to the north, we were ready
for a good night s rest, in anticipa
tion of an early start on our horse
back trip.
Getting up with the dawn In the
mountains does not seem so hard,
someway, as springing out with the
alarm clock in anticipation of a day's
work in Portland, and we were up
with the sun next morning andi were
able to watch that old fellow come
up from behind the eastern range of
hills and shoot his first long slanting
rays along the snow fields of the
mountain. The diew was on the leaves
of the mountain berry bushes and that
tingle of mountain chill that carries
a vacation in itself was in the morn
ing air.
Sizzling bacon and, hot cakes and
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all the other "fixings" that go with
the mountain breakfast were con
sumed and we were ready to be in
troduced to the heroes of the occa
sion Patsy, Maxine, Blue and Buck
who were brought around from th
stable, all saddled and bridled, by Mr.
Rogers' extremely efficient and ener
getic little- "horsewoman" daughter
Sally Ann. Luncneon was placed in
the saddlebags, a farewell was sung
out to Sally Ann and Mount Hood
Iodge in general and we were oft for
the. top of the world, with Mr. Rogers
as our guide.
The route led southward for a cou
ple or three miles down the mountain
road to a point where the main trail
branches oft to the right and crosses
the barrier of Sand Creek canyon. We
zigzagged down the steep slope and
up the other side into Pall Creek can
yon, obtaining a splendid view of the
beautiful Tamahnawus falls of Fall
creek, and thence followed the trail
up the densely wooded Pall Creek
canyon, where only occasional shafts
of light and glimpses of blue among
the tree tops told us that the sun
was shining.
Loop Road Fndtr Way.
These streams flow northeasterly
and are tributary to the east fork of
the Hood river, whose deep canyon
lay to the east of us. It is up this
canyon that the new Mount Hood loop
road is going, and as we made our
way on horseback we could hear oc
casional heavy detonations the blast
Ing for the new road, six miles of
which, at the Hood River end, within
the Oregon national forest, Ls now
in process of construction.
After several miles along the side
of- the nr-clad canyon, constantly
climbing, we emerged at the edge of
Elk meadows, one of the most beau
tiful mountain meadows in Oregon.
PORTLAND, OREGON, SUNDAY
HDOGur Uitbcaa-en l rails"
Mount Hood burst upon us high in
the sky at our right, while at the
ltft and ahead was the meadow, many
acres of bright lush grass, here and
there dotted with flowers, and with
streams meandering to right and left,
as if doubtful where to flow.
Elk meadows is one of the little-
known beauty spots of Oregon. It is
doubtful if any more striking view
of -Mount Hood than that obtained
from this point is possible to procure.
From the east side the mountain pre
sents a symmetry and artistry sur
passing even that from tlie west or
Portland side. The view of the great
peak, all glistening with snow, with
the meadow' with its bright green
grass, its lazy meadow streams and
its occasional stately pines and firs
a.s a foreground, is one loag to be
remembered.
Skyline Trail Uaed.
But our time here was all too short.
We drank in the scene for a few
short moments, while Patsy and Max
ine and Buck and Blue ate vigorously
of the mountain grass, and then were
on our way. From Elk meadows the
main trail leads southward down, to
the east fork of Hood River, which
wheels in a great semi-circl.e at this
point, and we made a brief side trip
to the edge of the canyon to obtain
a view of the summit of the Cascades
from this point. Ridge upon ridge
of mountains were visible, while ris
ing high above their brethren were
the snowcapped Mount Jefferson and
Three Sisters. The trail which we
had traversed thus far is the "Sky
line" trail of the Cascades and if we
could but follow it on it would take
us down the backbone of Oregon
clear to Crater lake. Some day an
automobile road will replace the
present trail and, another of Oregon's
MORNING, AUGUST
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great scenic playgrounds will be open
to the motorist.
Prom Elk meadows our projected
route was westward up the side of
the mountain to Rogers' butte, thence
across- the ridlge to Newton Clark
glacier, up and across that great mass
of ice and snow to the tip of Cooper's
spur and thence down the north side
of Coopers spur to Cloud Cap Inn.
For the benefit of those not familiar
with Oregon's mountain it may be
said that Cooper's spur ls that great
mass of rock and ice at the east side
of the mountain. . Clou Cap Inn is
located at the base of Cooper's spur
and climbers making the ascent of
the ' mountain from tne north side
climb to the top of the spur and from
here psh on to the summit. Cooper's
spur itself rises to an altitude of 8500
feet, or within 2700 feet of the top
of the mountain.
There is no trail over the route we
were to follow, but Rogers, who first
took a horse over this route several
years ago and deserves the credit for
opening up this scenic section of the
mountain to horsemen, was familiar
with every step of the way and guided
us without a moment at hesitancy.
After a strenuous climb we reached
the summit of Rogers butte, named
after Mr. Rogers, the discoverer of
this ragged promontory, where we
stopped for luncheon.
Gnat View From Rogers Butte. '
This butte, which rises to an alti
tude of 6300 feet, affords one of .the
grandest and most awe-inspiring of
all the views of the mountain, accord
ing to mountaineers who are familiar
with all sides of the peak. One looks
down over the cliff a sheer 2000 feet
to the milky waters of the east fork
of the Hood river, and then up 5000
feet across the N'ewton Clark glacier
to the summit of the mountain. The
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east fork has its source in this mass
of ice and the streams which feed the
river can be seen trickling down the
face of the glacier.
But still greater things were ahead
of us and we mounted the ponies for
the long climb to the summit of the
spur. Although it looked but a stone's
throw aoross the glacier, we climbed
for an hour across the crunching
snow, sometimes riding and some
times leading our horses, and finally
reached the solid rock of Cooper's
spur.
A climax of beauty ls here reached
on the trip which even the most ex
perienced artist might well hesitate
to paint. ' The steady climb across
the glacier to Cooper's spur is mare
with that promontory to the north
ward and obstructing the vision in
that direction. As the last steps' up
the spur are taken the magnificent
view to the northward is unfolded.
All Washington and northern Oregon
seems spread before you. Mount
Adams and Mount St. Helens are the
dominant figures of the landscape,
while between them and farther in
the distance is Mount Rainier. East
ward are the wheat fields of eastern
Oregon and eastern Washington, while
westward are timibered ridges "where
rolls the Oregon."
To the southward the view Is of
equal grandeur, with the central Ore
gon highlands to the left, the Wil
lamette valley to the right and the
main Cascade range in the center.
Mount Jefferson and the Three Sisters
stand high above the surrounding
country and on a clear day Mount
Washington is also visible. In fact
when weather conditions are right
eight snow-capped peaks, in addition
to Mount Hood itself, can be plain
seen from this point.
And now comes the descent down
the steep edge of Cooper's spur to
limn
Cloud Cap Inn. The horses pick their
way with-caution and step frequently,
as. their hoofs send showsrs of shale
down the mountain side. A moraine
of Eliot glacier, which lies to the
northwest of Cooper's spur, is crossed
and the mountain trail to Cloud Cap
Inn ls reached. It is but a short dis
tance farther down the mountain side
to this splendid "mile high" hostelry I
and thence a distance of half a dozen
miles down a beautiful mountain road
to Mount Hood Lodge. All too soon
the distance is covered. We are back
to our starting point; Patsy and Max
ine and Blue and Buck are led away
to the barn to well-filled mangers of
hay; the sun is painting - the rosy
evening hues on the mountain; al
ready Cooper's spur is in the shadow;
our day is done.
Such is but one of the many mag
nificent scenic trips which the Oregon
Cascades have to offer the summer
traveler. The automobile and the
mountain pony but awoit,the gesture
to carry you to some point in the
nation's greatest undeveloped play
ground. RADIO TO TRAIL STOLEN" CAJIS
Descriptions of Automobiles Will
Be Sent by Wireless.
HELENA, Mont, Aug. 20. A home
wireless telegraph system ls to aid
the state of Washington in the re
covery of stolen automobiles through
arrangements made by Kemp Roberts,
a Helena boy, and Secretary of State
Hinkle of Washington, it is an
nounced here.
Young Roberts is the owner of an
up-to-date wireless plant here and
possesses a government amateur op
erator's license. Mr. Hinkle has in
augurated, the plan in his state to
Automobiles, Road Trifis and
Northwest Highway News
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aid the officials in the location of
stolen automobiles without expense
to the state by sending through the
amateur wireless stations a complete
description of the missing' cars. The
operators of the station immediately,
notify the police, giving them the
description furnished. Mr.- Hinkle
said hundreds of stolen ' cars have
been recovered in this way.
ALASKA
1WAIS
PLAXXED
Yukon Territory to lie Connected
by Highway System.
DAWSON", Y. T., Aug. 20. rians for
highway work in this section of the
sub-Arctic call for the joining of
Alaska and the Yukon territory by a
road, for the first time, and event
ually for a system of roads which
will lead from Valdez, on the south
western coast of Alaska, overland to
Dawson.
The road between Alaska and the
Yukon will extend from Eagle,
Alaska, across the inernational boun
dary to Forty Mile, and then on to
Dawson. On the American side work
will begin next year. Later the road
will connect in Alaska with the
Richardon highway, which runs
across the mountains from Valdez to
Fairbanks.
Police Chief Arrests Own So
BIG TIMBER. Mont., Aug. 20
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Chief of Police MJelde recently bid
his own son arrested and fined for
speeding here. The lad indulged In
a race with E. A. Beiber on the road.
The chief was riding iiv bis son's car
and immediately arrsted both of
them and escorted them to court,
where they were fined 5 each for
infraction of the speed laws.
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