From whichever direction you come, once you're on Cline Road you know your getting close to this gem of a property situated smack-dab in the middle of the triangle formed by Mt. Rainier, Mt. St Helens, and Mt. Adams. Location-wise it could not be more perfect - you are near all these major mountains and more. Recreational activities - hiking, snowshoeing, ATVing, fishing and just plain ol' sight-seeing comes easy out here.
The property itself is a beauty - rolling pastures, cows grazing on the land nearby, closed in by pine and maple, and surrounded by the Cascade foothills, visited by elk in the morning and evening, and plenty of fresh wide open air.
The lot itself boasts four pull-in sites for RVs with electrical and water, and there is a tiny A-frame with a heated full bath, toilet, sink and shower to boot! A large fire pit circled by stumps provides the perfect setting for your night capper.
Just outside the town of Randle, grocery, gas, a bar and grill, and cafe are all nearby.
Next time you need the perfect place to stay on your visit to one of Washington's southern volcanoes, be sure you stay here.
This rustic Lineman's Shed lived up to its historic reputation and then some! I arrived later in the evening after dark, and the host Lorie was kind enough to place out a pair of lanterns on the porch welcoming my tired truck like a tiny lighthouse in the woods. Upon arrival I quickly realized this so-called shed is more like a glamping cabin.
Once inside, the wood stove had already been kindled and the cozy, yet spacious cabin warmly glowed from the firelight. A hand drawn map of the property and adjoining trails sat on the kitchen countertop for me. New floors, a pair of cushy seats, and a decked-out queen bed looked at me invitingly. A very large TV stood near the wood stove, but I was there for the solitude and crackling fire. The half bath complete with toilet and sink was also a welcome sight.
I stayed up until about midnight sipping on some whisky and playing my old guitar that made the journey with me, then I crawled into the stack of blankets and pillows on the bed and fell asleep.
The next morning I woke up, lit a candle on the bedside table for some light, then stoked the now retired woodstove with some kindling and used one of the provided firestarters to get the flames burning again. Next, I headed over to the kitchen to make some coffee. A coffee pot, filters, and coffee were all provided, but being the coffee snob I am I instead heated up some water in the microwave, poured it into my gooseneck kettle I had brought along, and filled up my french press (which I had also brought).
After a couple mugs of java I headed outside just as Lorie’s husband Joe pulled up to go over the lay of the land with me. After enjoying a short conversation, I set out to explore the property. Numerous trails loop and cross the land. On this foggy fall morning I walked under the cover of doug fir and maple trees and saw the full colors of fall on display. On the perimeter of the outside trail you can leave the property and hop onto the Willapa Hills Trail that runs parallel. I decided to check it out, hung a left and walked about a mile down to a scenic bridge that overlooks the Chehalis River.
Next I backtracked and headed down to a nearby fishing hole Lorie had marked on the map, also along the Chehalis River. It was about this time I wish I had brought my pole on the trip, as it would have been fun to drop a hook in and see if I were granted any bites.
Heading back up to the cabin, I breathed in the cool mist and fresh forest air, and pinched myself once or twice just to make sure I wasn’t simply dreaming about this enchanting northwest jaunt.
And, if you ever have the pleasure to stay at Lineman’s Shed like me, you might think you’re dreaming too.