The house that Jack built. One of the things I had gone to see. Jack and his wife (more on her on Friday) built the place by hand. They brought in a portable saw mill with a mule, and cut trees to make the house. Everything that arrived here back in the day came on the back of a mule, the back of Jack, or via that wheelbarrow right there. The foundation is all made of rocks they picked up around the property.
Jack will be 91 on June 30'th of this year. So he's not doing a lot of building any more.
The tin roofing is new, and that's the background for how my friend met Jack. He was flying his helicopter over these mountains one day when he sees this cabin, and the roof had been crashed in by a huge tree. He landed and found no one inside, and decided he would learn about the owner. Through a variety of means he learned it was Jack English, and decided to help him out by bringing in some laborers and materials to build him a new roof.
Topaz Adjust Psychedelic Preset
This is how coffee is made at the Cabin of Jack English. Jack doesn't do a lot of cooking any more. In this shot you are seeing about 80% of the interior of the cabin. At far left you see a ladder, that is for the bunk beds built into the wall. Jack has been sleeping in this bunk for 30+ years. He told us that sometimes lately his gout is so bad he just cannot get out of the bunk.
See the antique wood fired stove at left? Question: how does that behemoth get here? Answer: in a wheelbarrow (in a couple of pieces).
Have you ever seen a stone chimney this beautiful? I have "rocks in my blood" and have seen a great many, but never one this beautiful. Jack just has a way with materials.
Somehow Jack was able to buy this land from the forest service back in the late 70's.