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Wednesday, October 29: The 17 Mile House
We've now been to a couple of events at the Four Mile House. So named as it was the four mile stop on the old stagecoach line. (The "four miles" is apparently determined by how far it was from the Colfax and Broadway intersection.) There were several other houses at points along the line, but there's only one more that still exists: The 17 Mile House.
The 17 Mile House has not been turned into a house/farm museum the way the Four Mile House has been, but is instead set on a chunk of county open space land, where you can at least walk around the exteriors. So, on one of the surprisingly nice days we luckily had on my week off, we drove down to take a walk.
The house, the barn, a windmill!
There was a cop who had pulled someone over, blocking off the entrance to the "park", ha. Fortunately there's a connecting trail probably less than a half mile down the road, so we just went and parked there instead. It turned out to be good that we did that, because we got to see a bonus old house, and a deeply WTF sign.
The bonus house!
This was the "Hood House," according to the helpfully informative sign. It was apparently saved from demolition back in 2008 and moved from its original location to this spot along one of the open space trails.
Around the back of the house. I mostly liked it because I feel like the upper left window would definitely be one that you'd spot a ghost standing in.
A bit hard to see, but the house has really cool old doorknobs. These are, I believe, ceramic, but they're multiple colors swirled together, and I think they're really neat.
And then, a few yards down the trail, we get another informative sign, which we of course stopped to read.
And then we said "What the fuck?"
There's the usual 'this unsettled, empty land' with a mention of it "only" being inhabited by "local Indian tribes." Yikes. Really, no cognitive dissonance with that statement?
Fairly quickly, it does become clear that there's a particular emphasis, talking about Brigham Young, and specifically Mormon men who volunteered in the Mexican/American war.
The part that really made me WTF was not one, but TWO separate mentions of "THE FIRST CAUCASIAN CHILD BORN IN X". One for the territory pre-statehood, and one for the county once it had been established. That managed to give me a serious ick.
I had foolishly not actually looked at the "logo" at the top of the sign until after reading it. "Daughters of Utah Pioneers." Ah, checks out. Thanks, Mormons. This isn't Utah.
After that was a big curve in the pathway, going around a bit of a hill, so the other house wouldn't have been visible from the 17 Mile House itself. So I'm actually glad that the more direct lot was blocked off and made us take the tiny detour.
I did think the windmills were cool.
A bit silly, but a boxelder bug on the side of the silo. I love the dramatic shadow, haha.
Heading down the sidewalk, a millipede!
Cool old silo.
A second windmill.
Silo and milking barn.
Chunk of wasp nest.
On our way in, we'd spotted across the field...
Bee hives!
With a pretty threatening sign, ha.
This was a really nice day to be outside, and I'm very glad we went out to do something. It was a nice walk, and cool to check out.
The 17 Mile House has not been turned into a house/farm museum the way the Four Mile House has been, but is instead set on a chunk of county open space land, where you can at least walk around the exteriors. So, on one of the surprisingly nice days we luckily had on my week off, we drove down to take a walk.
The house, the barn, a windmill!
There was a cop who had pulled someone over, blocking off the entrance to the "park", ha. Fortunately there's a connecting trail probably less than a half mile down the road, so we just went and parked there instead. It turned out to be good that we did that, because we got to see a bonus old house, and a deeply WTF sign.
The bonus house!
This was the "Hood House," according to the helpfully informative sign. It was apparently saved from demolition back in 2008 and moved from its original location to this spot along one of the open space trails.
A couple more house pictures, plus the WTF sign:
Around the back of the house. I mostly liked it because I feel like the upper left window would definitely be one that you'd spot a ghost standing in.
A bit hard to see, but the house has really cool old doorknobs. These are, I believe, ceramic, but they're multiple colors swirled together, and I think they're really neat.
And then, a few yards down the trail, we get another informative sign, which we of course stopped to read.
And then we said "What the fuck?"
There's the usual 'this unsettled, empty land' with a mention of it "only" being inhabited by "local Indian tribes." Yikes. Really, no cognitive dissonance with that statement?
Fairly quickly, it does become clear that there's a particular emphasis, talking about Brigham Young, and specifically Mormon men who volunteered in the Mexican/American war.
The part that really made me WTF was not one, but TWO separate mentions of "THE FIRST CAUCASIAN CHILD BORN IN X". One for the territory pre-statehood, and one for the county once it had been established. That managed to give me a serious ick.
I had foolishly not actually looked at the "logo" at the top of the sign until after reading it. "Daughters of Utah Pioneers." Ah, checks out. Thanks, Mormons. This isn't Utah.
After that was a big curve in the pathway, going around a bit of a hill, so the other house wouldn't have been visible from the 17 Mile House itself. So I'm actually glad that the more direct lot was blocked off and made us take the tiny detour.
I did think the windmills were cool.
A bit silly, but a boxelder bug on the side of the silo. I love the dramatic shadow, haha.
Seven more pictures of the 17 Mile House and surroundings:
Heading down the sidewalk, a millipede!
Cool old silo.
A second windmill.
Silo and milking barn.
Chunk of wasp nest.
On our way in, we'd spotted across the field...
Bee hives!
With a pretty threatening sign, ha.
This was a really nice day to be outside, and I'm very glad we went out to do something. It was a nice walk, and cool to check out.
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I love seeing anywhere people are keeping bees! Every once in a while I'll see someone with hives set up in a yard or something, and it always delights me.
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