|Trestle where they hanged Frank Little, Aug. 1, 1917|
This picture is a head frame. I trespassed to get the shot. A neighbor watched me the entire time. Probably thought I was going to spray it with gang graffiti or steal some wrought iron. Who knows?
|Head Frame, Used To Wrench Men, Equipment, and Rock To The Surface|
Perhaps I will just stick to shooting pictures. Forest fires causing a lot of smoke.
|This is a sweeping view east of Butte. Note the smoke.|
|Here is a pic of "Pisser's Palace" in Walkerville. Do not go in there. Ever.|
I did have a pasty at Joe's Pasty Shop. Then I went up to Walkerville. ^^
|Here is the state of the art, Walkerville F.D.|
More photos to bore you people to death with. Go ahead and cancel your subscriptions. See if I care.
My eyes are still burning. The Berkeley Pit. Up high by the Granite Mountain Fire Memorial.
The Berkeley Pit with it's nasty ass- goose killing, boat motor propeller dissolving water. This cost me two bucks to get in. The gal in the gift shop wouldn't budge. She stopped short of calling me a cheap ass.
Here is a picture of the girl in the Berkeley Pit Gift Shop. She put up with my shit like a professional. I asked her, "What is some lame shit people say when they come in here?" She said they "wanna see the hole in the ground." So yea I think to myself, that's pretty lame. If people said that to me, I would glare at them and in a stern voice I would say, "Get out of here." I bought a really expensive copper bracelet, like 13 bucks. Maybe she will get a commission.
|Deals well with smart asses.|