OffBeat Pathfinder Basecamp

Never wore tweed before this trip. Now I’m a convert. Saw a weaver at work in Tarbert—thought it’d be boring, but it’s honestly mesmerizing. Bought a scarf, lost it to the wind within an hour. Guess I’ll have to come back for another.

Is it weird I liked the springs better at night? Less people, more frogs.

Silverton train rocks! Sat next to a retired miner who claimed he could smell gold in the wind.