Journal Entries by Bob Kuhns

Whose Favorite Truck Was That?

Home
* Favorite Links
* Waiting for Spring at 3500 Feet
About Me
Skittering, etc.
Comments from Guest Book
Bob's Blog & Contact Me Info
SNP Colors - 2007 Part 2
Big Meadows Peak Colors
Morning Birds
Random Favorite Photos
Family - God's Great Blessing
Venture Off Trail?
Whose Favorite Truck Was That?
Ice Mermaid of Dark Hollow
Mystical Limberlost
Black Bear in Big Meadows
White Tails Flashing
Archived Journal Entries
Shenandoah National Park
January 12, 2006
 

Click on the images to see them larger.

  
Photo by Bob Kuhns
What is that in the brush there?
 
 
Photo by Bob Kuhns
Whose truck was that?
 

Shenandoah National Park (SNP) differs from many of the wild "National Parks" in its wonderful undocumented history of the folks who settled and lived on the land before it became a park in the mid-1930s.  About 40 percent of SNP is designated wilderness.  However, evidence in the wilderness and in areas not so defined hold traces of the people who once lived there.

 

Photo by Bob Kuhns
Was that just one vehicle or are there too many parts?
 

One such trace that I like to visit now and then in SNP inspired this article.  It looks like a pickup truck (perhaps 1930's era) long abandoned and in fact mostly disassembled, perhaps as spare parts.  I have not found the engine, but the fenders, truck bed, and other wonderful parts still sit amid the growing forest.  The truck is hard to get too or even locate in the summer because of all the lush vegetation, including thorny briars, which hide the trace of a trail leading there.  Therefore, I visit in the winter.

 

Photo by Bob Kuhns
Curved separate Fenders show artistry.
 
Photo by Bob Kuhns
Decades of rust do not hide the beauty of form.
 
The beautifully sculptured rusting fenders make me wonder what color was the truck.  Was it black?  Could someone have loved that truck enough to paint it a bright red or yellow as today's young truck owners often prefer?  The location is too remote to show off cruising Main Street.  My guess is that the owner purchased it as a workhorse.  Color probably did not matter.  Perhaps there was no choice but black. 
 
Photo by Bob Kuhns
Did this tailgate hold youngsters feet dangling off the back on the way in from the orchards?
 
Photo by Bob Kuhns
Did this truckbed carry bushels of apples to market?
 

The old truck is on the edge of a drop-off.  That is a place where 1930's folks would dump their trash.  Yet, it was not down the bank.  It is at the top of the bank.  Perhaps the owner could not take that last step of abandonment by pushing it over the edge.  People tend to love their horses, cars, and trucks.  They are reluctant to say good-bye without a better, newer, brighter, faster, stronger replacement.  Was there a replacement? Did they simply abandon it when they left for good, having no need for a farm truck anymore?

 
Photo by Bob Kuhns
Did it die here, or did they drag it here after it no longer served?
 
Photo by Bob Kuhns
That looks like a piece of aluminum.
 

Please remember that if you find this or other cultural resources in a National Park, they are a valuable part of the park.  Please leave the resources undisturbed.  Take pictures, admire, wonder, but do not move it.  Authorized archeological efforts may focus on that resource, and the context of where it sits is vital to the researchers to help understand what history lies behind it.

 

            -- Ranger Bob
Copyright Roberet M. Kuhns, 2006 

Count of Page Visits since January 21, 2005

Bonfire