Dirt and Glue and Dirt

An image search for the words "dirt Tabubil" brings up 11 images, six of which are images I've posted to this blog that have no direct connection to either dirt or Tabubil. The image at right does not come up. But now it will.

I have a picture of me, my brother, and my friend James standing next to a truck like this, not far from the mine site.

The idea that there were/are huge trucks and vehicles like this in a town that can only be accessed via river and then dirt road is creepy. When I was a child, it was very exciting. "Daddy works here," etc.