The Randsburg Sign
Driving up Highway 395 in eastern California, not long before getting to the east side of the Sierras, it is mostly dry desert hillsides with the mountains in the distance. This was. and still is, mining country, with small old mining communities remaining. One of those is Randsburg, one mile off the highway. It is a small old town, one that has become a popular tourist stop (even buses of Japanese tourists have visited there, I understand).
I visited there today, hoping to see a certain bird (no luck) but had fun wandering with my camera. It was cold and windy, so some of it was shooting from the car.
