The test of an adventure is that when you are in the middle of it, you say to yourself, "Oh, now I've got myself into an awful mess; I wish I were sitting quietly at home." And the sign that something is wrong with you is when you sit quietly at home wishing you were out having lots of adventure. -Thornton Wilder

The nice thing about being confused is you get a chance to notice things a lot better than if you knew where you were going.

Life begins at the end of your comfort zone.

Tuesday, January 17, 2017

Day 82

Today I discovered another abandoned stone cabin during my bike ride up into a canyon.

Inside looking towards the front.
It had a galvanized tin roof at one time for the remains of the metal 
were all about whipped off by the winds over time.

Their backyard view.
Much nice to appreciate in person than by this photo

Nearby was this mining claim that may still be worked to this day.

This one had a shaft straight down.
I tossed a rock in and it took too long to hit bottom for my comfort levels.
I stepped away.

 A nice short commute from home to work your claim.


  1. That looks like such a lonely, lonely place.

  2. Who would go down so far in such a small hole.


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