Goodbye God, I’m going to Bodie

Bodie – a gold rush town in the Eastern Sierras – was known across the nation as being second to none for wickedness, badmen, and the “worst climate out of doors”.

Murders, stage robberies, and street fights were as plentiful as the gold – “A sea of sin, lashed by the tempests of lust and passion” so described by the Reverend F. M. Warrington about the town.

Goodby God, I'm going to Bodie

Goodbye God, I’m going to Bodie

A discarded soul still shines

A discarded soul can still shine

Hold my heart, where's her gun?

Hold my heart, where’s her gun?*

The grasses will keep you safe

The grasses will keep you safe

Walk the guantlet

Screw up the courage to walk the gauntlet

If this old leg could talk...

If this old leg could talk…

...he could tell you of the riches below

…he could tell you of the riches below

There's gold in those hill.. if you can weather the storm

There’s gold in those hills.. if you can weather the storm

Once they're all gone, the queen can rein over of carnival of silence

And once they’re all gone, we can rein over of carnival of silence*

Bodie was abandoned nearly as fast as it began, leaving a ghost town in its wake. It became a state historic park in 1962, and is preserved in a state of “arrested decay”.

All photos taken by Sarah Eakins using fuji FP100c silk film and a polaroid land 450 camera except for the starred items.

*Concept: Sarah Eakins / Photographer: James Eakins

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