While doing the Know Your Forest: Cow Heaven post of July 2nd
this year, several questions came to mind for me.
A few weeks after the post, later in July, I think, I ran
into an old family friend. His family lived next to mine at the time of the
Jackman, Cow Heaven Burn so I asked him about it.
He said that it did, indeed, burn in 1929 and it burned all
the way to the valley floor on the Skagit River. Evidently the smoke and fire
and heat were so intense that everyone went to the river for shelter. He said
it was nip and tuck for a while and they weren’t sure that they would survive.
He also referred to the trail now exclusively known as the
Cow Heaven Trail as the Olson Creek Trail. It’s a funny thing, the minute he
said Olson Creek Trail, I knew exactly which trail he was talking about. This
is what it had always been called by the folks who lived around here when I was
growing up. I had just forgotten this name for it. Of course, it goes into Cow
Heaven and not Olson Creek so the name Olson Creek Trail would undoubtedly cause
a lot of folks not familiar with the area to think it went into Olson Creek. I
still don’t know the reason the Olson Creek trail to Cow Heaven was built or
when it was built.
My friend also mentioned that the part of Cow Heaven that
the Indians burned was off the Rocky Creek Trail. Evidently the Rocky Creek
Trail was the route used by the local bands of Skagits to access what we now know
as Cow Heaven. So it is possible that this path is an ancient one, predating
European contact by many years, maybe millenia. Or maybe it is a rather recent
route. I don’t know.
Also, while talking to my mom about the old U.S. Forest
Service road up Olson Creek, I relearned a very interesting story about the
Olson Creek bridge. It washed out in a big storm in 1962. Evidently this was not
during the more well known Columbus Day storm of that year but a different
storm.
The story goes that there was a very heavy rainfall in a
short period of time. In those days, during such storms, the Forest Service had
people out looking at the roads for problems like plugged culverts which could
be cleaned by hand, thus preventing expensive, damaging washouts.
A couple guys who had been out checking the Olson Creek Road
stopped on the bridge. They got out of their rig, a pickup, and were looking
around, assessing the flood when a big log jam above the bridge suddenly cut
loose and slammed into the bridge. There was no time to get back into the vehicle,
so they ended up running as fast as they could to get off the bridge.
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