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The Hunt for Pedro's Camp
A year ago I found an online map of the local area from 1885 by Amos Bowman (members from Skagit County, WA may be familiar with that name) that showed a mining camp called 'Pedro Camp'. Further research revealed that the camp was large enough to still be located on pre-emption maps from 1917 and that Pedro was a South American miner who mined here before lighting it out for the Klondike in the 1890's.
'X' marks the spot right? (See map below, good detail, good scale.)
Two weeks ago I went out with three friends (including another member, Drache) and our three dogs to try and find some sign of the camp (especially a bottle dump). Well, immediately after our 3 1/2 hour hike we realized that we missed the right spot by about a mile. (Dumb me
)
My dog Chance wasn't too impressed. (2nd photo)
Undeterred, we set off last weekend with another friend and his dog (now making nine of us in total). This time we found the right general location but after two hours of bushwacking and being eaten alive by mosquitoes we decided to call it a day.
The only real thing we found was a ditch line that we followed for a while (last photo, the blonde smudge in the middle is Chance's butt) and a tin can that must of washed down from the camp.
We're going back next weekend so wish us luck. This time we're bringing bug dope.
A year ago I found an online map of the local area from 1885 by Amos Bowman (members from Skagit County, WA may be familiar with that name) that showed a mining camp called 'Pedro Camp'. Further research revealed that the camp was large enough to still be located on pre-emption maps from 1917 and that Pedro was a South American miner who mined here before lighting it out for the Klondike in the 1890's.
'X' marks the spot right? (See map below, good detail, good scale.)
Two weeks ago I went out with three friends (including another member, Drache) and our three dogs to try and find some sign of the camp (especially a bottle dump). Well, immediately after our 3 1/2 hour hike we realized that we missed the right spot by about a mile. (Dumb me

My dog Chance wasn't too impressed. (2nd photo)
Undeterred, we set off last weekend with another friend and his dog (now making nine of us in total). This time we found the right general location but after two hours of bushwacking and being eaten alive by mosquitoes we decided to call it a day.
The only real thing we found was a ditch line that we followed for a while (last photo, the blonde smudge in the middle is Chance's butt) and a tin can that must of washed down from the camp.
We're going back next weekend so wish us luck. This time we're bringing bug dope.
