Love this cabin more than life itself and it breaks my heart to see the neglect by the Forest Service. So many maintenance issues are not being addressed. The roof is in horrible condition, surprised it is not leaking. Also the cabin is supposedly closed for cleaning on Thursdays however I never see any evidence of that. When I stayed in March the windows were filthy and again 6 months later in October they were even worse! I always leave this cabin better than I found it so I cleaned all windows inside and out and made some new curtains for the windows. Please please please Forest Service start giving this precious cabin the TLC it deserves.

Love this cabin more than life itself and it breaks my heart to see the neglect by the Forest Service. So many maintenance issues are not being addressed. The roof is in horrible condition, surprised it is not leaking. Also the cabin is supposedly closed for cleaning on Thursdays however I never see any evidence of that. When I stayed in March the windows were filthy and again 6 months later in October they were even worse! I always leave this cabin better than I found it so I cleaned all windows inside and out and made some new curtains for the windows. Please please please Forest Service start giving this precious cabin the TLC it deserves.

Always love the Hamma Hamma cabin, but this time it appeared to be suffering from need for maintenance. Perhaps USFS is suffering from manpower shortages like so many other organizations?

Always love the Hamma Hamma cabin, but this time it appeared to be suffering from need for maintenance. Perhaps USFS is suffering from manpower shortages like so many other organizations?

We are grateful for our stay at Hamma Hamma Cabin, though we suggest prospective guests leave expectations at home. The cabin stayed plenty warm in the chilly rain of mid-December. We enjoyed an hour-long walk through the forest. The cooking stove and lights and furnace and fridge worked well, and we found the pull-out futon to be very firm but suitable for a few nights’ stay. The cabin did not appear to have been cleaned in months, as there was ample dust on every surface, open wrappers of partially-eaten candy left in the cupboards, and crumbs and melted cheese galore in the oven. Plus, we were not the only ones there - we shared space with a family of small forest mice who left droppings and ran around the perimeter of the rooms. We named the most visible one Jerry, though he drowned in the toilet our last night. RIP Jerry. We scrubbed-down the place thoroughly our first day to remove the dust and mouse urine, which helped reduce my partner’s runny nose and itchy eyes. We also noticed pick-up trucks barreling down the road beside the cabin and heard loud machinery or a generator nearby during the day, as if roadwork or construction was underway (though we could not locate where the noise was coming from). Privacy was an issue, because one day a gaggle of gawkers approached the cabin and took photos for ten minutes - with us inside. I don’t think we’ll return soon, because the cabin felt neglected and the surrounding forest felt unhealthy, as if an ancient spirit resided there who did not welcome visitors. We would return to the nearby Interrorem Cabin a few miles south near the Duckabush River (also offered by the US Forest Service), in which we stayed the previous December. Intorrorem was much less dusty, had no mice (but plenty of traps), the surrounding forest appeared much healthier and welcoming, and the coursing green-blue glacial river at the end of the trail adjoining the cabin was stunning.

We are grateful for our stay at Hamma Hamma Cabin, though we suggest prospective guests leave expectations at home. The cabin stayed plenty warm in the chilly rain of mid-December. We enjoyed an hour-long walk through the forest. The cooking stove and lights and furnace and fridge worked well, and we found the pull-out futon to be very firm but suitable for a few nights’ stay. The cabin did not appear to have been cleaned in months, as there was ample dust on every surface, open wrappers of partially-eaten candy left in the cupboards, and crumbs and melted cheese galore in the oven. Plus, we were not the only ones there - we shared space with a family of small forest mice who left droppings and ran around the perimeter of the rooms. We named the most visible one Jerry, though he drowned in the toilet our last night. RIP Jerry. We scrubbed-down the place thoroughly our first day to remove the dust and mouse urine, which helped reduce my partner’s runny nose and itchy eyes. We also noticed pick-up trucks barreling down the road beside the cabin and heard loud machinery or a generator nearby during the day, as if roadwork or construction was underway (though we could not locate where the noise was coming from). Privacy was an issue, because one day a gaggle of gawkers approached the cabin and took photos for ten minutes - with us inside. I don’t think we’ll return soon, because the cabin felt neglected and the surrounding forest felt unhealthy, as if an ancient spirit resided there who did not welcome visitors. We would return to the nearby Interrorem Cabin a few miles south near the Duckabush River (also offered by the US Forest Service), in which we stayed the previous December. Intorrorem was much less dusty, had no mice (but plenty of traps), the surrounding forest appeared much healthier and welcoming, and the coursing green-blue glacial river at the end of the trail adjoining the cabin was stunning.