Continuing the exploration of the Gold Mine and Ghost Town, we encountered many relics of bygone days. This car is older than I am but it still looks good — I hope to age as gracefully. There is an "S" just below the hood so my guess is a Studebaker — a quick Google search suggests it is about a 1939-1940 model.

Inside was a watch dog. Ferocious bark for such a tiny dog. I did not want to test its bite.

In one of the barns was a wealth of cast-offs. I was struck by this tricycle. It looked more sturdy than the thin metal or cheap plastic units sold currently.

Oh and memories of the pedal-powered tractors and cars of my youth. These days, you would probably have to add a motor to get today's kids interested. Maybe a video game as well.

Wow, an old typewriter. I explained to Johnny that this was what we used before computers to write letters, etc. Not interested — as he turned back to watch his Sonic video.

Another old car. This one appears to have been salvaged for parts. I have no idea about the make — perhaps one of my readers will know.

Although I am not really a big truck fan, I really enjoyed this one. I love the name — I would surmise that the owner spent so much time with it that he called it "The Other Woman". I suspect his wife understood — probably did not like it but she understood.

What mining camp or small town would have been complete in those days without a blacksmith shop. There were no signs or docents to gain more information but it actually looks like it could still be used — and may have been used fairly recently.

In the Ford barn, I spotted this old motorcycle. The really interesting detail about this bike was the front disc brake. The disc itself is mounted above the front tire with a shaft running horizontally through the mount to a chain gear with a chain running down to a chain gear on the front wheel. This is very different from modern disc brake designs but I suspect it would have been quite effective.

Sharing the Ford barn was a 1936 Ford dump truck with an 85 hp flathead V8. Notice the dust — this baby hasn't been driven for quite a while — or washed, for that matter.

Posted on the barn was a sign that read, "FORD PARKING ONLY - ALL OTHERS WILL BE CRUSHED".

Out back was this power shovel. I recall that when I was a child, I had a toy shovel that kept me occupied for many hours at a time, playing in the sand. Now I wish that I could have operated the real thing at some point in my life — would have been great fun.

Technical note: I used a mild HDR treatment on this photo to bring out some of the details hidden in the shadows — I hope you like it. Photoshop keeps getting cooler every release.