Surprise to no one, the Pacific Northwest was vigorously logged in the 1800’s and 1900’s. My dad worked in a logging camp as a young man in the upper peninsula of Michigan. And, on his own Forty, years later, he logged and peeled pulp trees for the paper mills in the 1940’s. He selectively logged those few bigger oaks, pines, cherry and fir that remained to grow to harvestable size after the big companies had already raped the virgin forests.
Open seven days a week, serving breakfast, lunch and dinner, the meals are served family style with soup, bread, salad, vegetables, an entrée. All you can eat. Then followed with desert. It is the type of food the loggers ate, simple but hearty meals for hard-working men.
The old original dining room has been expanded. It now includes a logging museum and gift shop. This famous cookhouse has been continuously serving meals for over 100 years. Quite a feat. Busloads of people from all over stop on their way through Humboldt County.
If these old hobnail boots could speak they would have some interesting stories to tell. The museum floor has spike marks in the floor boards from the booted “jacks” that tromped through the old place.
I own my dad’s saw of this type, shorter, to be sure. In the Pacific they lumbered redwood trees. In one wall photo is displayed several men holding up a 28 ft. long saw that was used to cut through a 21 foot in diameter redwood giant. These giants are Sequoia sempervirons, the tallest trees in the world. In Calaveras County where I live we have Calaveras Big Trees State Park where grow the Sequoia gigantea, the biggest trees in the world, heavier and squatter than their cousins.
Samoa has a great logging history and many interesting photos on the walls. Many are available for purchase.
Because of the storm, (hail expected with heavy rain) we will hold up a second day in Eureka and head for the Trail of the Redwoods tomorrow.