This weekend, my wife and I rented one of the fire lookouts in the Umatilla National Forest. It’s a neat program that they do up here in the Pacific Northwest where when it isn’t fire season, you can reserve their facilities for camping. We had been looking into it for a couple of years, but things do tend to fill up early. In order to reserve one of the dog friendly locations, we booked in May for an October date!
The location we selected was the Tamarack Lookout out in the Umatilla National Forest. One of the prime motivators for this location was that it was dog friendly and so we could bring our adopted greyhound, Gigi, with us. So we took Friday off work, loaded up the Subaru, and set off on our adventure!
Getting to the lookout was the first bit of fun. After you reach Heppner (pretty much the last place with services), you drive another 40 miles on the road, before turning into the tangle that were the National Forest Roads. These were fun, but unpaved and mostly a single lane. When you saw the large cloud of dust that indicated someone was coming the other direction, you would need to start looking for a place where you could safely pass. The last mile or so up to the cabin was particularly fun, and fully explained why they strongly recommended high-clearance vehicles.
Once there, the Tamarack Lookout consisted of a single room cabin (that originally was a storage building, but was converted into housing when the original cabin burned in 1966) and a fire lookout. Unfortunately, the trap door into the very top of the fire lookout was locked, but that didn’t stop me from climbing up as far as I could to take a peek. The cabin had no electricity or running water, but it did have a large propane tank as well as a propane refrigerator, stove, and lights. The bathroom was a public pit toilet located about 50 feet from the cabin.
The cabin had been recently maintained, and apparently they had just finished when we arrived. It was clean and they had clearly been working on updating the interior lights, as there were several sets of additional ceramic burners and tie-on mantles out when we got there. Additionally, the smoke and CO2 detectors had all been removed, and were sitting on the table for us. I was glad my wife had packed extra batteries, as the batteries were either missing, or dead. We had read a report that there were previously a major problem with pack rats in the ceiling of the cabin; there were still some critters up there, but after they managed to go out around dusk (making lots of noice and exciting us more than the dog) things would quiet down for the night.
I guess the closest thing to an “issue” that we had was that it wasn’t nearly as secluded as we thought it would be. While it is out by itself, this particular section of the national forest is open to both hunting and all sorts of off-road vehicle activity. While we had the cabin all to ourselves and there was no one else camping nearby, the public toilet attracted more traffic than I expected on the small access road. I’m probably being overly sensitive, since there were maybe 12 vehicles that went by the entire weekend — but since the cabin lacked curtains, it made you hurry as you were changing or getting ready for bed.
We really enjoyed the views out over the John Day river, and when it was clear Friday night, the stars were absolutely phenomenal! While it is probably a little too far away to justify going back, I’m very glad we were able to visit once!



























