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At the front of the park is a small cabin placed by the Native Daughters of the Golden West - Sep 25, 1915. It is an homage to California pioneers, and was a neat clubhouse for the Daughters. Architect: Theodore Lenzen (as if a lousy log cabin needs an architect). Some have questioned if Lenzen was indeed an architect.

Evidence suggests that the cabin is now a meeting place for swarms of un-dead albinos. Witnesses describe the albinos as "appearing out of holly leaf-cherry bushes or sage brush, before descending on the cabin to lolly-gag, eat, drink, or perform crude fandangos - sometimes on the roof of the cabin."

It was quiet when I took this picture, a little too quiet. I walked on, deeper into the park towards Mineral Springs Loop Trail. Soon, the cawing crow and blue-jays mad chatter began to hammer away at me. Bambi-esque deer tentatively nibbled grass, ready to spring away on their cloven hooves.

Though it was almost noon, the canyon seemed darker than it should be, and a chilling wind bit into me like a chigger who hadn't eaten in two days.

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