Tuesday, May 21, 2013

A Rough Start to a Fine Day on the Way Into the Past...

The idea was to run up to the cafe' at Silverlake for an Anniversary Breakfast. (34th) and then continue on to the Ghost town of Bodie.

There' a bit of Trivia for you... the name of the guy the town is named after is "Bodey" on his grave marker... the state spells the town "Bodie" I guess you can take your pick. ;)

Anyhoo... we made it 'bout a mile... and smoked the alternator in the truck... again. You might recall we smoked it early during the great Hitch destruction of 2011.

Sooooo... I swapped ends and rolled back to camp.

Unwilling to sacrifice the day to busted machinery... Heidi changed her clothes to be more appropriate to sitting on a bad red motorcycle... and we headed out again...

*June Lake California*
Bright and cool morning. Hot rod Yamaha. Gorgeous high mountain country in the Eastern Sierras... It don't get a whole lot better.



We did have to wait a short while so herself could do a lil' "business management" on the side of the road. ;) Then on we rolled for the Silverlake resort.

We had lunch there a week or so back, which was excellent...

... so we thought it a good place for this breakfast... or by the time we got there after swapping transport... brunch.

With full bellies we headed off to the Ghost Town of Bodie, Calif.

I always get a weird, almost melancholy feeling in a Ghost Town. It's as if I can almost hear the voices, see the people moving about, living their lives. Going through their struggles...

In Bodie, those ghosts are maybe even a lil' stronger. The place lasted up into the 1940's. In places, it's as if the people just walked out, closed the door behind them leaving almost everything behind.



I can see them coming in and out of doorways... working at their various tasks...


Peering through dusty windows into the past... seeing the shadows moving around... it's just an odd, melancholy feeling.

Can't you hear the laughter, the tears, the voices?

Or is this just the rambling of a born out of season, mush brained old pussgut biker cowboy? 



*Bodie general store*



The smell of breakfast cooking... the clink of dishes...

The rattle of trace chains... as teams pulled wagons past the old livery stable...


Or even the grinding of gears and the rumble and pop of those old engines in the later years... as the trucks and cars moved around in the town... or coming and going from far places...





I can see hands on tools and machinery that's been left laying about... Faces looking out of windows...




















... we discovered something here that all RV'ers can use as well. It'd be a new technique for Full Time Boondockers to conserve water...

Bathe with your clothes on!

Wash you and your duds all at the same time.

... and it'd work good for those cold winter showers as well! ;)

There's a bit more to tell 'bout Bodie... But there's a busted truck waiting on me... and weather threatening...

The rest of the story'll have to wait for tomorrow.
Brian

3 comments:

trav4adventures said...

Oh, we love the little cafe at Silver Lake! We've stayed at the cabins there a couple of times, but now we stay halfway between June Lake and Silver Lake. In fact, we're heading up there in June, after school's out. Love Bodie, too! Sorry to hear about your alternator.
~~Cheryl Ann~~

Grace said...

Happy Anniversary! Bodie looks like a fascinating place, especially the way you describe it. The cemetery does make one pause and think about what it was like to live back then. Good luck with the alternator. Grace (in Tucson)

turnwhentheroaddoes.com said...

Sounds like a really great day. We'll have to add Bodie to our list. Good luck with the wrenching.