It’s April 1st, so it only seemed fitting to post some nonsense, but regardless of the date significance, the timing just seemed right. I have a five year old and preschooler on spring break and the flu virus has visited me to thwart my plans henceforth, striking both kids in a timely manner as well.
As the dust from this saga had finished settling, getting outside in any way possible was becoming a seriuous necessity, even if it meant digging trenches in the front yard to put new sprinklers in. It feels like it’s been April Fool’s for months now, and the joke’s been on me!
The opportunity arose to do some urban exploration with a couple of friends at Mare Island, a strange and mysterious place that was once a busy Navy base where warships and submarines were built. We had a good time exploring the wreckage of old buildings and taking photos. Exploring the unknown and the old can be an interesting way to get outside when getting to the mountains just isn’t possible…
That last image is a piece featuring some words of wisdom by Swampy, a train-riding tramp and artist. He has an interesting story. Below, the Swamp Mother emerges from Black Butte on the side of a freight car.
“Life is short. Break the rules.” — Mark Twain