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“He may be just a tramp, a guy that likes to roam about this great country without any special aim, just to thank the Lord for these beautiful mountains.”
-B. Traven, The Treasure of the Sierra Madre
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“. . .here, where there are still the silences and the loneliness of the earth before man, . . .”
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Gaviota Wind Caves
The three red arrows note the location of the caves shown below. The person seen here is sitting in the cave noted by the red arrow on the upper right of the previous photo. It is actually a hole through … Continue reading →
The Day Hell Hit Santa Barbara; Third Hottest Temperature Ever Recorded on Earth
“. . .and there lies Santa Barbara on its plain, with its amphitheatre of high hills and distant mountains. There is the old white Mission with its belfries, and there the town, with its one-story adobe houses, with here and … Continue reading →
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