Last weekend Jef took me to the abandoned power plant in Pinole.  We hiked there in a rogue fog.

It was pretty much love at first sight.

Clearly its location was not a secret.

Remember back in the 80's when the NYC subway cars were completely covered in surging graffitti art?  When you stood in the station the train would come thundering in, a rioting wall of color and life.  That's what this place was like, even in the silence and the fog.