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PAGE 3 OF THE VERY FIRST ISSUE OF CAMPFIRE TALES
In the beginning, Campfire Tales had no pictures.  Just the story.  Keep in mind this story was written in 1985.  The trails have changed a lot since that time.

This issue includes
Tincup Pass, Taylor Pass, Independence Pass and Mosquito Pass.

 

THE BEGINNING -  ANOTHER OF THE MANY ADVENTURES OF PASS PATROL

 
 

“Breaker for the Bronco.  Have you got a canoe in that tank?”

About half-way up the mountain, Mother Nature had washed the trail away and replaced it with huge boulders and a bubbling mountain stream.  The IT Patrol took turns bouncing over the boulders and sloshing through the water, then continued their journey toward Tincup Pass.  The trail was rough, but not much of a challenge for their 4x4s.  The only danger was the large rocks along the trail.  One wrong move by a driver and a rock could knock a hole in something that would immobilize the vehicle.

“How bout it C.J.  Does that winch on your bumper work?”

Tincup Pass originally started years ago as a stagecoach trail carrying passengers and supplies between the thriving gold mining towns of St. Elmo and Tincup.  St Elmo is now a ghost town with one small store for tourist to buy trinkets and Tincup is a summer resort for those who want to spend some time in the past.

The IT Patrol decided Tincup Pass had been too easy and zipped away in search of something toughter.

“Breaker Nissan leader.  Are you sure we haven’t been through here before.  That jogger looks familiar.”

They found Taylor Pass: to be another much-less-traveled stagecoach trail.  It wandered through dense forests, so narrow in places, the Bronco had to pull its mirrors in.  Above tree-line, the trail opened into beautiful valleys with several unsoiled lakes and gurgling clear-water streams.

 
 
   

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