Bob's junk is piled into the family compound. Chris, Morgan and I were there for more than 4 hours yesterday and barely scratched the surface. The photos here are to show you what I like the most about picking and what I like a lot less. I like the people that we meet. Bob is one of the most interesting people that we have encountered. I dislike the digging through piles of stuff and the mounds of dirt that we meet.
The compound is located in a 22 acre former granite quarry site. The quarry closed with the crash of 1929. Bob added new warehouse and factory space to the existing quarry buildings. Ultimately Bob built his castle in the sky on top of the 65 foot tall granite slag heap.
This is the parking lot showing the scale of Bob's building.