This weekend, we got out of the house by driving out to Camp 18, a great stopover on the way to the coast. It's a restaurant/outdoor logging museum right in the Coast Range. They've collected tons of equipment from the last century or so of the logging industry, and spread it out across the property for the public to enjoy. The scale of some of this stuff is mindboggling. We've been here numerous times, and I love taking pictures of the often unidentifiable parts and detritus. This visit, we didn't stay out too long because it was wet and cold.
This is a fun shot from this trip. You can't appreciate the scale from this picture, but these gears are immense:
But my favorite shot has to be my tough guys, gang signing "I love you" from atop some logging monstrosity:
They do look like hardened criminals, don't they?