On Saturday D. and I decided to go to Alviso Marina County Park because we wanted to be on the shore and it had been a while since our last visit there. Here's some pics I took.
We arrive at the Marina.
Former marina boat docks have been turned into boardwalks that go out into the marsh that grew after the original marina silted up.
Cattails and bullrushes in the marsh.
Pay attention, this will be on the mid-term.
After 27 years of closure due to silt accumulation the Alviso Marina opened last summer, and people can launch boats here again.
Know what?? Go where??
We decide to wander around in town for a while. We walk on a levee trail going past the historic but dilapidated Bayside Cannery warehouse.
Outside the warehouse are lots of plants.
Along the walls of the warehouse are lots of pigeons.
"You talkin' to me? You talkin' to me? You talkin' to me?"
Another look inside the dilapidated cannery warehouse.
We get a look at the back of the cannery building.
Some more dilapidated buildings nearby.
I don't think they want us to go in there.
On the other side of the levee is the Guadalupe River in Alviso Slough. We can't tell if this boat is aground or at a dock overgrown with reeds.
The agaves are in bloom, sending their flower spikes 30 feet into the air.
An impromptu memorial plaque attached to a piling.
This boat's hull looks like it was used for taget practice.
It is peculiar that the Guadalupe River enters San Francisco Bay through Alviso Slough, since there already is a Guadalupe Slough nearby. It is because the Guadalupe River was rerouted from Guadalupe Slough into Alviso Slough for the convenience of navigation. Today, San Tomas Aquino Creek, Saratoga Creek, Calabazas Creek and the Sunnyvale East and West Channels flow into Guadalupe Slough.
And farther up the Bay, Stevens Creek flows into Whisman Slough, Permanente and Hale Creeks flow into Mountain View Slough, Adobe and Barron Creeks flow into Charleston Slough and Matadero Creek flows into Mayfield Slough. I don't know why the sloughs can't be named for the major creeks they carry.
Part of an old dock.
The barbed wire belies the "Public Shore" sign.
Boats in the slough.
Whoever owns the Dorothy Anne has a very rickety stretch of dock to negotiate getting back and forth.
Another look at boats in the slough.
Another dock area.
The Sea Dive.
The boat is not aground; there is a dock that goes out into those reeds (traced by the pilings).
Union Pacific Railroad tracks run through town, and here's a southbound Amtrak train with a locomotive wrapped in an Operation Lifesaver safety promotional paint scheme as it flies past the levee.
We climb down from the levee to wander the streets. The first thing we see is a giant cement lightbulb in someone's yard.
Yep. That's a giant light bulb.
A prickly pear cactus is covered in blazing orange flowers.
The train tracks heading south.
H.G. Wade's warehouse dates back to about 1860. In addition to storing hay and grain bound for San Francisco and being used to store stage coaches, it has also served as a set for many Western movies, and is a San José historic landmark. It is now in a dilapidated state.
Have I mentioned it's dilapidated?
Next to his warehouse, H.G. Wade's house isn't in any better shape.
It's giveaway day in Alviso!
Everything is free in Alviso! Free swim! Free fun! (Need music, though. )
♪♫♪ I hear the train a-comin', it's rollin' 'round the bend ♪♫♪
Northbound trains run their locomotives in reverse.
Hey, it's that same locomotive from before.
I get the feeling they don't want folks on the tracks.
The marshy area around the slough.
This boat looks hermetically sealed up against any and all elements.
Maybe its owner wants to be able to come down to the dock after the apocalypse and enjoy a nice radioactive sail on the charred and smoking cinders that were once the Guadalupe River. Because, really, what's the point of having a boat if not to impress all the have-not mutant zombies?
The penthouse of the South Bay Yacht Club (or maybe it's the crow's nest? ).
Hey, here comes another train.
This one doesn't say "Stay Away," so maybe it's okay to walk in front of it?
This is probably the most-photographed building in all Alviso.
Known as Laine's Grocery, it began as a general store in 1865, then was a dance hall and saloon in the 1920s-30s, then Laine's Grocery Store from 1940 to 1960, eventually becoming an antique shop until the severe flooding during 1983's El Niño storms, after which it was abandoned. In the past 25 years, the land has subsided considerably. It was once level with the train tracks.
The X is from an old Lucky Lager beer sign.
I have never seen so many Keep Out signs anywhere else as I have in Alviso. Due to all the dilapidated buildings, one gets the impression the town is one strong gust of wind away from being blown down and collapsing into matchsticks.
Attached to Laine's is a place called Skin Deep, rumored to have been a tattoo parlor.
The back of Laine's has a few leaky roof problems.
Looking north along the train tracks.
Detail of a peeling mural on the front of the Bayside Cannery building. In a couple of years it will be so bad it will probably be completely abstract by then.
The cannery building is very dilapidated
It's hard to tell the inside from the outside because of how much outside is now in the inside, thanks to the missing roof.
Have I mentioned the cannery is dilapidated?
It's a historic building, but who knows if it will ever be fixed up.
A milk snail estivates on a rail during the hot weather to conserve moisture.
Heading back to the marina we pass some appetizing-looking reddish-brown water and another ubiquitous stay out sign.
If I didn't know better I'd say the folks in Alviso don't want us around.
At the water's edge is a small shrine.
Maybe he didn't keep out.
The trail in the marina.
Boardwalks lead out to observation platforms in the marsh.
The marsh, thick with cattails and tules.
This boardwalk ends at an edumacational plaque about the cycle of life in the marsh.