Between Novato and Vallejo California is a 32 mile road called Highway 37. Heading east, just beyond Sears Point Raceway, you pass over some water inlets, dry docks and boat storage facilities. Most of it has seen better days. About three miles past the bridge, on the right, in the middle of a field is a small wooden boat that is crumbling to pieces.It’s name is “Edith-E.” For years, I noticed it there, along with a beat up old rusty truck, every time I took this road. About five years ago on a pleasant afternoon, I stopped to take some photos. It was spring and the ice plant ground cover was in full bloom. The pictures turned out great.
On my way to Reno this past weekend, I decided to find out who owned this boat and truck, and tell them about my unusual, beautiful photos. I was planning to generously offer to make them an 11 X 14 print for their home or office for free. All I wanted was acknowledgment as a great photographer.
I pulled off the highway and doubled back toward the boat storage area. I found two men who were in charge. I told them my plan. They rolled their eyes and started laughing. Turns out dozens of other great photographers stop by every week with the same idea. Some even prop pretty women up on the boat for some kind of advertising gimmick. The men said they moved the truck because people were stealing parts off it. Amazingly, they had no idea who owns the boat or even how it got there.
Next time you travel Highway 37, stop and get in line to photograph the Edith-E. How she got there? I suspect aliens.