Go Ahead And Ruin Your Life

The Magic Of Exploring The Ancient

My addiction to exploring ruins started when I was a wee six years old. We lived on the Oregon coast, and on a rare sunny day, our family of 5 would pile into the old work truck and bounce along gravel fire roads (picnic lunch in tow) for a day of exploring deserted logging camps and collecting firewood. Of course, as a kid, I did very little (if any) f…