The Opal Creek Wilderness in Oregon's Willamette National Forest has many attractions, like a trio of surreal turquoise pools and a rare low-elevation old-growth forest. But on this hike, my friend Evan and I headed to an old mining camp called Jawbone Flats.

We hiked in three miles, past waterfalls, open mine shafts, and antique mining equipment.

We found a bevy of old cars and trucks left over from the 1930s. Soon we were staging an impromptu photo shoot, balancing atop jumbo tractor wheels.

While climbing onto the wooden bed of an ancient truck, I got the largest splinter of my life—so big, I couldn’t even bend my finger—but we didn’t have a first-aid kit.

We saw a sign for a town and were lucky to find some folks at home. One extracted the splinter while I concentrated on the resident cat, the mayor of Jawbone Flats.This article appeared in the September/October 2020 edition with the headline "Jawbone Flats."