While chronologically not appearing at this point in the narration, this strategically
picked picture is intended to attract the attention of internet passers-by.
Impending 'retirement' and homelessness, a giant monster that I refuse to see looming on the horizon, never-the-less whispers subliminal threats to my ego (I guess) and causes me to stop out of fascination at scenes loaded with lost purpose. Sgt. Rock alternatively looks for lost treasure that only he can recognize.
I've been here before. There are more empties. More bird crap. More graffiti (including an impressive new pornographic triptych). And there is more peeling away of sheetrock skin from brittle wooden ribs.
Peering out at the wonders of the world from inside a neglected shell.
The gas station attendant's dog doesn't 'stay' very well.
Cleverly disguised Cylon Raider.
Brick walls and painted signs - a time collage.
Sgt. Rock descends to an old hydro-electric power plant.
Oh yeah. There's a fairly incredible double tiered waterfall too, if you're into that kind of thing.
Exploring places like this, filled with technology perhaps a hundred years old, I'm reminded of A Canticle for Leibowitz. I stand before the arcane instruments and artifacts (to me) and tell myself I need to read a good engineering book, you know, just in case.
(Jedi hand-wave motion) These aren't the droids you're looking for.
A challenging lighting situation. I pulled out my graduated neutral density filters and tried this and that, but didn't crack the code for figuring out how to get the top tier to show.