Sometime I wonder why I do what I do. Why do any of us for that matter, when it comes to cemetery hunting ? But then it happens. Not sure if it’s by chance or by help from beyond, but it does happen. A cemetery appears. And it becomes perfectly clear as to the reasoning behind every self doubted motif. We do it for them. Those who are buried on this sandbar.
Today, was another one of those perfect days in Kinnakeet. HIGPS, definitely took advantage of it. We, meaning Jennifer Creech, Dorene Smeltz, and myself, parked in front of the Little Kinnakeet Life Saving Station and headed out on foot, towards the two cemeteries that we were already aware of. On this visit, we were looking for the third cemetery. One that only yesterday, we were given and estimated location of.
Jenn takes the blue ribbon today though. As Dorene and I walked the waters edge looking at old pieces of glass, pottery, and shells, Jenn walked on ahead. It wasn’t long until we heard her let out a yell. She had found the cemetery. We were all stoked. I did manage to forget to photograph one stone that was propped behind another. We’ll catch that image next go around.
Hope you enjoy our photographic journey. Angel, you were with us in spirit.