Every time we crossed the one lane bridge over the Green River Gorge
we saw the sign nearby.
And we said to ourselves, ‘someday we’ll take the hike in,’ and on a recent sunny day we did!
Now when you hear ‘ghost town’ you might see something like Bodie in your mind’s eye, full of old western style buildings.
But for that you would need to be in dry, sunny California, not the rainy Northwest.
In Franklin – a coal town abandoned over hundred years ago – no buildings remain intact. But you’ll find scattered foundations, an old cemetery and incredible views from the trail. Come along and I’ll show you.
The walk up the old railroad grade is easy,
and brings you to a fork in the road.
We took the fork to the left which led us to the cemetery,
with views of the Mountain on the way.
As we neared the cemetery we saw an overhead trestle blending in with the trees – which I believe carried water to the town.
Tombstones were scattered about among blackberry bushes,
and we wandered among them, paying our respects, before heading back for a look at remnants of the town.
If we’d been on a tour we’d have learned about the buildings that once lined the street, the hotel, school, post office, and saloons, as well as the thousand or so folks who once lived here. In fact, earlier in the spring we’d planned to join a walk led by an historian from nearby Black Diamond Historical Museum.
But a certain pandemic interrupted those plans so on this particular day we were content to use our imagination.
We’ll go back for a tour when the coast is clear.