There's just one road into Telegraph Creek. Towards the end of its 70 miles it runs high above the Stikine River. For scale, the lodge pole pines along the edge are 50 to 70 feet high.
Telegraph Creek has more ghosts than inhabitants. Its rich history, of which my Uncle was a part, hides behind locked doors
The only road out is the 70 mile road you rode in on. 500 feet below, The Stikine has a Niagara roar. Think of Arizona with Seattle's rain.
Back on the highway, my rear tire was shot.