Good morning, Tina here.
One of my favorite drives is the journey from the Georgetown Divide to Foresthill. After crossing the American River at the edge of El Dorado and Placer Counties, you wind your way north up a small road, climbing up to a long ridge with a stupendous view of the river and a large rock quarry. Up on the ridge you pass beautiful pasture lands and forests, and finally there you are at the old town of Foresthill.
You can see the lofty views in the postcard above.
A horse and buggy await for a trip into town.
Foresthill or Forest Hill, how did they spell it at Foresthill School?
A wagon train arrives in town.
Chatting in the shade at Herbert's Saloon.
A lot of these old buildings are still present in town. We attended a wedding reception at one of them a couple of years ago.
Logging is still a hard business, but maybe the logs were a bit bigger back then?
Now I am ready to take a drive to Foresthill again. Want to come along?
I DO want to come along! I can't even remember the last time I was in that area. I always enjoy seeing your great old postcards and images. Great post!
ReplyDeleteThese old post cards are just wonderful! Hard to believe some of those old buildings have survived.
ReplyDeleteMy grandfather, Alexander Joseph McDonald, owned the saloon called Herbert's. It was called the Lucky Tiger Saloon. He sold it in 1904.
ReplyDeleteCatherine McDonald Patterson