About a month ago, I had a chance to stop at the Pick 'n' Pull in Windsor, California (about 25 miles north of us) for the first time. It's like a giant candy store for project-car geeks. It was actively raining while I walked the yard and, I must say, my happiness that such a place existed and wasn't regulated out of existence was diminished by the fact the the water on the ground was obviously washing gasoline and oil into the water supply (and nearby Russian River). This sadness was compounded when I came across what you see in the 2nd to last picture. That wasn't a van. It had been someone's home. I can't wait to go back, but I might need a stiff shot of booze before walking that yard in a rain storm again.
