Prosser was described simply as a pioneer of Government Camp, a long-time Oregon resident, and a man who had climbed Mount Hood more than 50 times. But behind those few lines was a life that stretched from England to the forests of Oregon, and from the earliest days of the mountain to the beginnings of its transformation into a destination.
Every now and then, a piece of historical material surfaces that doesn’t need to be rewritten or interpreted—it simply needs to be preserved and shared. This list has no source but is only a clipping that was found in a scrap book.
By the late 1970s and early 1980s, the Mount Hood corridor had its own rhythm. Weekends weren’t quiet. They were loud, crowded, and alive with music. And more often than not, that music came from the Bo Cody Band.
a trip to Mount Hood was a full-day expedition. The road, built upon the bones of the old Barlow Trail, was steep, narrow, and often rutted beyond recognition. Depending on the season, it was either ankle-deep in dust or swallowed in mud.
Bill Lenz spent his life in the forests of Oregon, working with his hands and leaving behind buildings that still stand today. From the Zig Zag Inn to the Barlow Trail Inn, Bill helped shape the Mount Hood area at a time when everything was built the hard way — by hand, with simple tools, and a lot of determination.
