On our way to Sears Point a few weeks ago, we passed by the ruins of this lonely looking old rock house. As of yet, I haven't been able to discover a single fact about this place. I guess it's just another reminder that these were tough, strong, and creative people who lived in our deserts generations ago.
Not a store, a doctor, or anything else in any direction for many miles. When I say that, I'm talking about today. Imagine how isolated it was 100 or more years ago.
A whole bunch of skill went into making this place. I know this view doesn't look like much to most people, but to them, I'm sure it was beautiful.
They built themselves a nice fire place.
An old ruin, an abandoned wreck of an old car, or even an old rusted can. I know it's not much to some people, but to me, it is history in it's purest form. Somebody came here from somewhere else and made something out of nothing. They actually lived their lives out here on the perimeter, What happened after that? These places fill my head with questions.
There are people I know who are VERY reluctant to even drive across the desert today. What kind of chutzpah did it take to drop anchor and live out here in the middle of it?