Not the best haul, but still a fun morning... Ok, so I guess the Harley bicycle was the best of the haul. This morning I made the trip out to the forgotten ranch. The farm house was your typical 1920's 5 room shack. Everything inside was still there, but waisted. The plaster roof had long ago fallen in and everything was wet. 1930's thru 60's furniture, magazines, records, light fixtures all there but destroyed. Closets, with clothes still hanging, cowboy hats, one inlaid Acme cowboy boot (I'm sure the other one was somewhere, but way too wasted to even bother with) everything moldy, and worthless.