May 30, 2016

May Road Trip Part II: Berlin-Ichthyosaur State Park in Nevada


Berlin-Ichthyosaur State Park

Just over two hours southeast of Reno, and a few lonely stretches of highway later, we finally arrived at Berlin-Ichthyosaur State Park in Nevada.  (Note: The nearest town of Gabbs is 23 long miles away.)  The windy two-lane dirt road that leads into the park is narrow and bumpy, but a sedan can maneuver around potholes if the weather permits.  Rain was forecasted for the next day, so we were met with dramatic thunderheads and various pockets of sunlight and darkness the entire afternoon, which lent a foreboding feel to our visit.

Taking a left at the fork in the road, we entered the ghost town of Berlin.  The right fork goes to the dinosaur fossil.  I had read numerous online reviews before planning this trip, so the small number of buildings left in the place didn't surprise me.  One house actually looked inhabited, perhaps by one of the park rangers.  A plastic child's tricycle or car sat in the front yard.

                           

As we drove through the ghost town, we didn't find many fellow tourists, so we took a narrow backroad from the ghost town to the ichthyosaur fossil a mile or two away.  According to the park's website, ichthyosaur fossils were found in the area as early as the 1920s.  However, most fossils were excavated in the 1950s-60s.  Ichthyosaurs were big marine reptiles that lived over 90 million years ago in the area when Nevada was still covered by the ocean.  

                            

It was at the fossil site that we found a handful of cars and a large gathering of people--a ranger-led tour was about the begin.  We graciously skipped out on the 40-minute tour, opting instead to peer through the window to look at the remains.  My impression of the fossil: huge.  It spanned the length of a few cars; a photo isn't shown here because my photo did not do the fossil justice.  Above is my photo of an ichthyosaur mural outside the building.  

We drove back to the desolate ghost town, which is more our cup of tea.

                         

Above is a view of Berlin from near the backroad that leads to the ichthyosaur spot.  Throughout this tiny sprawl of civilization, we found interpretative signs that gave some information about the building's previous inhabitants, as well as about the Berlin Mine and the Diana Mine.  The town of Berlin was first mined for gold in the 1860s, hit its high point in the early 1900s, and then largely faded away by the 1910s.

Below is an interesting building that was inhabited in the 1970s (or so the sign says), making Berlin not quite an old ghost town.  A no trespassing sign still sits visibly on the building, as does an outhouse a short distance away.  

                            

Next to this patchwork building are the remains of substantial mining activity, including an old car, mill, and a large tailings pile.  I think this is the Berlin Mine.

                            

                            

We then meandered down the short road into town.  Left in a state of "arrested decay," Berlin has minimal upkeep to stabilize buildings and other structures.  Yet, I found modern insulation and hardware everywhere (to maintain structural integrity).  Also, there were remnants of turn-of-the-century civilization--ceramics, glass bottles and shards, and the like--laying around outside on tables.  I guess visitors aren't as brazen as those who visit Berlin's famous ghost-town cousin, Bodie, CA.  Sadly, I could easily see someone stealing a relic from the latter!

                            

                          
                            
                            

At the entrance of town is the Diana Mine, which was privately owned and its profits never released as public record (see below).  Isn't the panoramic view beyond the mine breathtaking?  You can see the road we took to enter the park if you look closely into the horizon.

                   
                          
                                Diana Mine
                                (view of the road leading to the park)


Afterthoughts:
While literally in the middle of nowhere, we enjoyed this out-of-the-way trek to Berlin-Ichthyosaur State Park in Nevada.  The ghost town resonated more with us than did the dinosaur fossil site, but then we prefer solitude to interacting extensively with people.  

In comparison to Bodie, this site has far fewer buildings and its history is not researched as thoroughly (as shown on historical building markers).  Also, Berlin isn't quite my definition of a ghost town in a state of "arrested decay."  However, I enjoyed the stillness, historical relevance (gold rush town), and panoramic view that Berlin gives its visitor--it's easy to imagine a town dweller there, in times past, staring out into the roving wildness and daydreaming about days ahead.  This is something that Bodie, with its throng of of visitors, does not offer.

                         
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Read Part I of this road trip here.
Our trip to Bodie can be read here.



May 24, 2016

May Road Trip Part I: US Route 50/Sand Mountain, NV

Sand Mountain, NV

Apologies for the sporadic blog posts as of late.  We've been so busy these past few weeks that I haven't had the chance to post much.  Although I've recently posted more on my Instagram account than on here, it was done mainly out of convenience (there: a photo and a few sentences; here: connecting thoughts to a photo = takes more time and work).  Still, I prefer blogging to document my zany long-winded ideas and thoughts.

Speaking of zany, we took a short break last weekend and drove on a long, lonely stretch of US Route 50 in Nevada to Berlin-Ichthyosaur State Park.  The drive was a surprisingly picturesque, two-lane highway with few drivers on the road and the occasional tiny middle-of-nowhere town thrown in.  Sure beat urban city congestion!  Right before we zipped into the mountains to the state park, the road ran through a wide swath of white sand called Sand Mountain.  Turns out the sand is from ancient Lake Lahontan, which dried up nearly 9,000 years ago.  (I had first thought it was an expansive salt flat.)  Dotting the edge of the sand were dark pellets--they were everywhere.  However, the pellets were not animal droppings like I had initially thought.  Upon closer inspection from out the car window, we saw that these pellets methodically spelled out words.  Most phrases were of the lovey-dovey variety (i.e.: "A <3 G"), but once in awhile there read some humorous, bordering on concerning, words like, "POO" and "LSD."  But when you're driving 75 mph down the two-lane highway, you have better things to look out for--namely oncoming traffic and maintaining the speed limit--and the words blur into indistinguishable dots of jet black on soft, almost blinding white sand.  Funny thing, there wasn't an ATV or a soul in sight.  It was as if the words had magically appeared on the rolling sand dune.  Above us, the thick fast-floating clouds added to the mystique of the drive, casting moody shadows on the road and sand and then, just as quickly, shrouding them in intense sunlight.  Rain was predicted for the next day at the state park, so perhaps these quick-morphing clouds were thunderheads hovering just a day away.

Intrigued by the sight, I snapped countless photos of the white sand, the clouds, and the sky--dizzying myself in the process as my husband drove us onward to our destination: Berlin-Ichthyosaur State
Park.


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Part II of this road trip can be found here.


May 18, 2016

Social Media Links

Are you on Instagram?  Follow along to stay up-to-date with weekly posts on daily happenings, visual inspirations, and writer/jewelry and wedding goods maker news via username ectiwshop.  (On the subject of jewelry, I've been regularly eyeing my jewelry-making space, but haven't sat down to make anything--yet.  I'm working on it.)

If you're not on Instagram, I'm also on Twitter and Pinterest.  I'll try not to repost much, I promise.  These links can also be found on my main site, The Introverted Writer, here.



May 14, 2016

Behind the Scenes of an Old Book

This is a photo I took a few years ago, but it's still one of my favorites.  The book is Wuthering Heights by Emily Bronte, and is a 19th-century marvel of utterly romantic (and disturbing...) proportions.  My edition was printed in the 1990s.  

From the pages of this book, I create the majority of my stamped book page items for sale in shop.  There's just something gorgeous and tactile about these particular pages: the outside edges are a soft golden hue that mellow inward into unobtrusive font on a pale cream-colored background.  It leaves me to wonder if the book was, in a previous life, placed on a bookshelf near a sunny window where sunlight left its heated imprint on the exterior of the text.  Or maybe the book was read once for a college English literature class and then discarded among other literary treasures of its kind in an indistinguishable book stack.  Who knows?  It's mine now.  The book's story is now this: a good number of its pages have been distributed throughout the US as stamped book page goods from my shop--I think this is a pretty unique outcome for a once-inconsequential used book.  Also, the cover is moody and ambient in varying shades of blue, which I find awe-inspiring to stare at. 

In other words, this particular book is a keeper.



May 03, 2016

April Donation


Hi everyone, thanks for helping me donate $17 to Feeding America for the month of April.  I will donate $1 from each sale made this year (via monthly donations) to this charity.  My 2016 goal is to donate $175 this year, and am now up to $48!  Also, my 20% off jewelry Mother's Day sale is still going strong through May 8th, so check out my shop here.

April's donation receipt: