I broke my toe on a rock like this one, but it was on the other side of the trail.
That balancing rock looks like it could break my head. I think this is going to be the last time in the Bradshaw's for awhile. As the weather is warming, I think I will start visiting some of the higher country. Stay tuned.

This time I actually found the gravesight. It looks like it gets visited once a day or so, but people seem to be respectful and not leave their trash there. I decided to stay and have lunch with Issac, but he seemed to have lost his appetite.

Today I went back to see if I could fine the gravesite of Issac Bradshaw the namesake of the Bradshaw mountains. On the way there, I was able to locate the site of Copperopolis, a mining town that had a postoffice for one year back in the 1800'sThere wasn't much left and I didn't actually walk down to the place because I didn't want to climb back out. I left there and headed toward the gravesite about a mile or so away. I came across this well but it is obvious that it was at least upgraded after the discovery and development of PVC pipe.