Saturday, June 21, 2014

This is not a winter scene

 

 

It’s June.

 

Everything at the salt lakes is salt encrusted; even deer tracks.

 

Along the edges of the lakes are the ruins of salt harvesting endeavors; pipes, hoses, and holding ponds.

 

I don’t know how the process worked, whether they just cut out blocks of lakebed salt from below, or pumped water into evaporation ponds to concentrate the salt.  Maybe both.

 

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