After lunch, we took off to find the UPS warehouse to mail the fuel pump back. Couldn’t use a UPS Store since we were using Simonsen’s account # to return it. After accomplishing that task, we drove around Eureka. Near the UPS warehouse was this huge redwood lumberyard. Watched a huge forklift rearrange four logs so he could pick them up in one swell foop…I mean fell swoop. He sure knew how to manage it!
The busy harbor area of Eureka (named for the expression meaning, “Ive found it, recalling CA gold rush days.) had hundreds of boats, many of them commercial fishing boats.
Around the corner is the Pacific Seafood Company. We parked the truck on the curb and saw this operation. A kind man who worked there came over to the truck and explained that these are shrimp shells and whatever else is left after the shrimp are prepared for consumption. The huge tube was rolling around, taking out the moisture and spitting out the residue which is scarfed up by local farmers, as the calcium in the shells makes wonderful fertilizer. The shells fall into a huge tub on a forklift which when full is moved to another area.
Crab pots waiting for crabbing season.
Eureka has more than 10,000 Victorian homes lining the picturesque streets. Also the once rough-and-tumble Old Town section is steeped in the flavor of frontier life. Once full of bordellos and saloons, it is now a commercial district of shops, museums and eateries all in vintage buildings.
Eureka’s most famous and most elaborate building, Ingomar a private club.
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