Built in 1922 and currently staffed for fire detection.
As a fan of history, photography, and the great outdoors, it was only a matter of time before I fell head over heels for fire lookouts. From the moment I set foot in my first one, I was hooked—not just on the towers themselves, but on the stories of the men and women who built, maintained, and lived in them.
These days, most weekends are spent chasing those stories: hiking, backpacking, or bouncing down some forgotten forest road. If there’s a lookout involved, I’m in.
Guest Post by Chad Kinzel Whoever named the mountain, probably did so after Bernard of Clairvauz (1090 - 1153 AD) who later became Saint Bernard. The peak’s name seemed appropriate. Bernard, like me, was one of seven children — close enough, I was one of six children. Bernard had a great taste for literature and devoted himself for some time to poetry. Me, too. His...