(This is a pile of old railway iron, found in the ground by a bike trail maintenance crew. The trail was built on the right-of-way of one of the many narrow-gauge logging railways that seamed this part of the world right up my youth. All have since been decommissioned; some, like this one, were converted to bike trails.)
Appearing also on My Corner of the World.
Appearing also on My Corner of the World.
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