Cabin Creek Solve
As I have gone over many of the reasons for this solve in the related “Beaver Creek Solve”. Please click HERE and read that one first.
We got up early on that Wednesday morning in order to solve this thing, find the gold and still be able to make it to Canyon Village in Yellowstone to see the waterfalls before heading home Thursday morning. We started with breakfast at the Campfire Lodge Resort. It is a campground located at the confluence of Cabin Creek and the Madison River. The breakfast was only bested by the view while eating.and they have a fly shop if you want to go catch something else to eat. Our waitress told us that there were two momma bears on Beaver Creek and Cabin Creek one with a cub and one with twins. We figured one down one to go. On the way out, this old stove caught my eye and I knew it would be a good day.
The day before, after the Beaver Creek solve, we had gone to the earthquake visitor’s center and learned about the devastation and the science of that dreadful night almost exactly 50 years prior. One of the things that visually interested me was the scarp. I had never heard the word but a scarp is the actual place where the plates of the earth slip and is raised or depressed depending on your perspective I suppose. The ranger at the center told us that the scarp at Cabin creek was so vertical that it took one of the benches from a picnic table up while leaving the table and other bench in place at the bottom of the scarp. The picnic table was no longer there but the photos told the stories of this place and many others in the Hebgen area. We went to check it out. That is me on the top of the scarp.
From there, we walked into a small glade just north of the scarp area and down to Cabin Creek. We saw this friendly otter having her own breakfast.
Getting back in the car, we drove to the other side of the creek and began our hike up the creek. About a quarter mile up the trail, you see a manmade dam. It was built to keep fish habitats from intermingling or some such thing. Anyhow, it is made of concrete and I can only imagine the amount of work that went into getting those materials up to that point in the creek. Maybe I think about these things too much but I’m always amazed at the amount of work we humans do for the “good” just to be lazy and let the “bad” happen the same.
The hike up Cabin Creek Trail is beautiful at least the first 45 minutes is. Sheer cliffs of rocks mixed with trees and sloped meadows abound. After the 45 minutes, there is a turn into the woods that is seemingly uphill both ways with lots of roots to trip on. This is bear country so if you are hiking alone, find a pet rock and keep conversation with it…Loud conversaion. This is no place for the meek.
Our solve was to follow this trail until we got to the crossing at Cub Creek at which time we would follow the trailless Cub Creek upstream to Indulgence. When we got to Cub, we began crossing the creek back and forth on the rocks available. We came across one bend and saw a large embankment of red. This was the closest thing we had seen to a blaze so we checked it out thoroughly.
We even checked holes where it seemed like someone had set up some rocks but it was only mother nature smiling.
upstream a little bit further, we came across a small pool area that had paw markings and some fur caught on logs and branches.
further yet, there was a small waterfall that went into a deep pool. I took a stick and jabbed it down into the hole. Right in the center, it made a hollow sounding thud whereas all around the sound or the stick hitting rock was solid. I’m not one to think that Indulgence is at, near, or under a waterfall so I wrote it off as whatever. But then I started thinking about it and I knew that I had to make sure so that I could sleep at night. So I removed my clothing and went into the frigid water. I was not mistaken that there was a reason for the hollow sound. Somehow a flat piece of shale or fieldstone was resting on top of other stones making the four walls and a roof. While climbing out of the small pool in the buff, I realized that a thin layer of clothing makes one a lot more confident in the wild than perhaps it should. I hastily put on my coat of armour and with the dignity it provided, we decided to head back. It was at this moment (again) that I found the remains of another creature. I do not venture to guess what beast this once belonged but I will leave the picture for you to judge for yourself.
So listen all and listen well we did not find what Forrest hid. However, by going on this adventure with the love of my life, I have treasure abundant. If either of these stories helps you find the treasure, good for you. I don’t know that we will go out searching again for this particular thing as there is so much adventure in this world, it seems a shame to dwell in one place too long but then again as we are all different, so are our goals and ambitions.
Good Luck to All,
If you have any questions or comments, please ask away but know that a speedy response isn’t a guarantee.