HISTORIC WHEELER SURVEY MARKER
In 1869 the United States Army sent 1st Lieutenant George M Wheeler on a brief reconnaissance which later created the Country's "Geographical Survey West of the One Hundredth Meridian". This survey gave our Leaders the first accurate mapping of the Western half of the Country, collecting data of the natural history, geology, climate, weather and ethnology.

Note that the railroad officially opened in spring 1869 and this marker is right alongside the original Transcontinental route ... long since abandoned.

Nearby is the latitude marker itself ... 113W, just outside Kelton, UT.

Ten trains a day passed by here with towns and railroad facilities scattered along the way. Kelton was a transportation hub; not only a major town on the railroad, but the terminus of the freight road to the Boise Basin and Silver City diggings.

Today?
Faded remnants, salt brush, and a steady wind.

a tune ...

"James Comey's Treason Takedown"

Utube dot com/watch?v=2TNZD8N6f2Q

Though simply being indicted is one of the club membership requirements.

Wake me up when execution for treason or sentencing to Supermax or general population at some nasty Federal prison takes place ... I've seen this movie before and they all have the same "Aren't we all great friends" ending.

Downriver-most point on Jamestown Island. The Jamestown settlement is a few miles upriver

This point is at the end of a short walking path of the loop road around the island. I found this a great place to walk around and take pictures (of the same things each time :) ).

This is the only formal hiking path on te island ... but I stumbled over a few things wandering through the woods. It's so overgrown though, there's barely enough room for the mosquitos between the trees and vines.

Sometime I'll have to tell of the time some "concerned citizens" reported me to a ranger for carrying a rifle. After very little confusion, the ranger determined my tripod was not a rifle and let me go.

I imagine "concerned citizen" went home happy having done his "civic duty".

But that's a story for a different time.

The carnival has left. No more cotton candy, corn dogs, sno-cones.
No more "toss the ring", "shoot the ducks", "are you man or mouse" games.

No more "toss your cookies" rides.
No more watching young kids on their first solo "adult" rides.
No more watching nervous parents watching the kids on their first solo adult rides.
No more watching teenage boys chase the uncatchable.
No more watching the uncatchable play at being catchable.

No more funhouse, rooms of mirrors, barking carnies.

No more carny sounds, carney smells, the hot sun of a summer's day.
'Tis the time of the season.