Posts tagged ‘orange’

Collapsed Miner’s Cabin

Above the clearing where we made camp, we stumbled upon the reason for the path we were on, that once was wide enough to allow wagons or cars up, to provide materials to build the miner’s cabin and frame out the mineshaft. Now some decades on, the cabin and mineshaft entrance are both crumbling into the ground, providing a dramatic counterpart to the sea on pinon trees all around.

Before I moved to the East Bay

I would watch it catch fire every sunny evening. High Voltage indeed.

Fishing Crates

Fishing Crates

Fishing crates all stacked up. I would assume to carry fish that the fisherfolk have caught. Taken on a wonderful walk with the young Mr. Russell, one the last we have before he heads north, and I head west.