Slept well last night. Woke up with the sun, but played my mind games till about 8:30. Taken through the screen in my bedroom. Pretty lazy of me. That's Pilot Knob Mountain in the distance.As I was sitting outside with Yuma, drinking my first cup of coffee, Deb stopped by on her walk home from her 6000 steps walk. We chatted for awhile and before she left we decided to visit the historic gold mining town of Tumco. It is only a few miles up Ogilby Road from here.
After my breakfast around 11:30, we headed up the road to the abandoned town. Not much there anymore.
The rains and the water flows down the Cargo Muchacho Mountains and winds have erased most signs of the town.
|Hardened sand with a wash cutting through it.|
|One of the several burial sites. They had hard lives.|
|Resting in the shade|
|Yuma loved running around on the hardened mud.|
|Four mostly disintegrated water tanks.|
|That building is the most complete one in town.|