A few months back, I was out in the Eastern Mojave exploring around (which is pretty normal for me). This time,
A brief adventure over rocky 4wd roads led me to the start of an easy hike down an unnamed sandy wash. It wasn’t long before I saw the ruins of a stone cabin ahead of me. Hardly anything remains of this little prospector’s cabin other than the hand-stacked stone walls. Across the wash was an arrastra.
So little remains of the arrastra that you could walk by and not even notice it. I’m guessing a gasoline engine once powered it. Surrounding the prospector’s camp are a few low walls. I couldn’t figure out what their purpose was other than possible decoration.