Part 3 Dismal Side: July 4, PM- Scouting Tufa and Ghost Town

July Fourth Weekend Photo Road Trip to the Eastern Sierra Nevada: The Dismal Side of the Sierras, Part 3.

Mono Lake, Bodie State Historic Park

 Thursday, July 4, 2013
A “Tufa” is a rock formation that forms under water at the site of a mineral rich spring.  They can be thought of as petrified springs made of calcium and carbonate, or limestone. Many of the exposed Mono Lake Tufas are geologically young, being only 600 years old. All of the formations are extremely fragile and readily crumble to dust if trod upon.  Care should be taken to not touch or step on these formations.  

Note the Alkali flies in foreground on the lake surface
Note the Alkali flies in foreground on the lake surface

The highest concentration of tufas at Mono Lake are at the South Tufa Area. Coincidentally enough the South Tufa area happens to be on the southern side of Mono Lake.  This presented me with a challenge: due to the SSE rise of the galaxy (see previous post), I knew it wouldn’t be easy to find a land based vantage point that included both the lake + tufas in foreground.  I spent the rest of the morning and into early afternoon contemplating the photographic possibilities.  Walking along stretches of the north, west and south shores of the lake, I scouted potential sites.  Despite the challenges of the south-side, I settled on a couple locations in South Tufa, and one spot near Navy Beach with “sand tufas” as potential spots, and noted their positions.  Later on, due to the weather, I was relieved to have these multiple options. With my scouting finished, it was time to drive to Bodie State Historic Park and explore the ghost town for the rest of the afternoon.

Tufa on Mono Lake
Tufa on Mono Lake

By afternoon, thunderstorms came to the area and seemed to just hang there.  I am not familiar with the weather patterns of the eastern Sierra yet (something else I hope to learn), but suspect the higher than average humidity in Mono Lake area had something to do with it (50% relative humidity is considered muggy here).  Thunder began to rumble in the east as I left Lake Mono, and continued rumbling the entire time I was in Bodie.  On the drive to and from I hit pockets of downpours and quarter sized hail.  

Bodie Ghost Town was really neat! It made me feel like a kid again, and I wished I had worn my cowboy hat and rode in on a horse with a BB-gun strapped across my back.  To be honest, considering the road conditions leading up to the town at its 8400 ft elevation, a horse would may have been the better way to travel.  The final seven miles of road are unpaved and very rough.  Upon my arrival at around 14:00, the town was crowded, but seemed to be slowly clearing out,  I expect the lingering storms and Fourth of July plans were responsible.  I wandered the town for a several hours, contemplating what life was like at the height of this 1880s gold-rush boomtown.

What struck me as especially interesting was the sheer impracticality of the town, especially in winter.  It would be an understatement to describe the climate as being harsh. The combination of exposure and high elevation makes Bodie one of the coldest spots in the lower 48, with routine 100 MPH winter winds.  Keeping warm in a thin-sided house without insulation required a lot of firewood, and the town burned 100,000 cords each winter. Problem was there are no trees growing on the windswept Bodie hills, so a railroad was built to connect Bodie to a lumber mill near Mono Lake.   I guess these hardworking miners coped with this climate by adopting a hedonistic lifestyle, evidenced by the town’s featured recreational opportunities.  Which seemed to consist of heavy drinking at one of the ninety(!) saloons, smoking opium at a den in Chinatown (yes, there was a Chinatown), or patronizing your favorite whorehouse (which were conveniently located directly behind or connected to those saloons).  So given the town’s economy and its wild-west lifestyle, it comes as no surprise that life there was unsustainable when the mines ceased to provide precious metals.  The miserable winters probably didn’t convince people to stay either. 

I feel it is also important to mention, this not a Disney-fied theme park.  There are no props, the artifacts are not staged.  All the objects you see while peering through the windows were found somewhere inside that respective building.  

For those not familiar, Bodie State Historic Park contain remains the old mining town Bodie.  At its height, before the turn of the century, the town housed 10,000+ inhabitants. This heyday turned out to be short lived and the residents began to leave about as quickly as they had arrived.  While a few stranglers toughed it out a few decades into the next century, the majority did not.  Businessman J.S. Cain bought up most of the township and surrounding mines as they became available, and actually squeezed bit more profit out of the hills, extracting gold and silver left behind in the first wave.  He also made an effort to preserve and protect his hometown from vandals and the elements and leaving us with the wonderfully preserved Ghost Town we have today.   

In terms of my visit and the photographic opportunities, I was rewarded with empty streets and soft light, courtesy of the storm clouds.  I exposed to right by a 1/3 or 2/3 of a stop to emphasize the warm brown tones of the wooden structures, and waited for the few moments when the sun peaked through the clouds for a bit of dramatic lighting.  This place is really cool and would be worth a visit even with harsh light and jammed streets. 

Highlights: Church, general store, car graveyard, boothill, bank vault, human graveyard. 

Next up…Mono Lake after dark…