Sunday Andrew was going to help Chad work on the "Pirate Trails", and after hearing stories about 'em for months, I really wanted to check em out.
So apparently back in the 50's, to make way for the interstate, the city bought a section of a neighborhood that they wanted to be paved and demoed it. Plowed it over the edge of a huge hill. A lot of the rubble, brick, and old housewares still lie on this hill, rotting away over time.
We rode down there, me to take pictures, and Andrew and Chad to work.
I was immeaditely taken aback by the amount of glassware/pottery in the woods. Smashed plates, patterned or not, whole mugs, and half rotten enamelware pots. Very interesting to see.
I found this pretty but broken carnival glass jar. It was the only carnival glass I came across, but there was milk glass EVERYWHERE.
There were lots of fragments of plates with large emblems and seals.
It was really shocking how much was there. Every time you'd turn around, there was more to see. I quickly dropped off from the dudes and just stood and looked around...so much to take in.
Then I caught up with the dudes, who were busy cutting a rough trail near another cool structure.
On the way there we passed a weird open sewer entrance...it smelled AWFUL but was a cool find.
The section to the left of the "stream" path was bone dry, but to the right there was actively flowing poops. Gross.
I left the guys to their trailblazing and went to Pats, who was busy digging a swimming pool in his backyard.
He had rented a bobcat for the weekend and was making fast progress excavating a rough hole.
There wasn't much to do but sit around and watch the bobcat do its job, but it was fun to witness.
They discovered an old, filled in septic tank in the backyard while digging. The concrete bottom of it was about a foot thick!
Alicia got to drive the bobcat for a while and was super stoked.
I got a phone call summoning me home, so headed out. Got home to a jalapeno pepper puking up puppy (COOL!!) and had a chill rest of the evening.
Yesterday I purged the house. Took out three full leaf bags of trash, ran a bunch of nice stuff to the thrift store, mopped all three floors three times, mopped and hand washed the spiral stairs, and in general busted my butt all day. It was exhausting, but at the end of the day sitting down was so nice.
Egon is a sad sad beggar.
