Just a few more things before I leave Lake McClure.
The area was surrounded by rolling hills that were well-suited to ranching. The grass was lush and the cattle enjoyed the shade when they were taking a break from their eating duties.
One geologic feature that repeated caught my attention were these rocks. They stuck up just above the ground.
In some places, they reminded me of rows of grave stones. It was hard to get photos of the ones that were most interesting because there were no shoulders and it was hard to find places to pull over.
La Grange was the closest town to the park. Well, there wasn’t a lot there, but they did have a church, a school, rodeo grounds and a saloon. They also had cell reception, which made stopping in for lunch all that much more appealing.
La Grange was founded in 1852 by French miners and settlers who struck gold in the nearby Tuolumne River. Not only was there a strong French presence in the town, there was also a significant Chinatown in the early years.
St. Louis Roman Catholic Church is the oldest functioning church in Stanislaus County.
This small town has a historic district. Actually, the whole town is a registered California Historical Landmark historic district. But, down at the end of the town, they have a few artifacts on display.
They even have the old county jail.
And, hey! The Clampers helped restore the jail! I have got to get to know these guys.
I had a little trouble uploading pictures, but at least I found a few that I could share. The white building to the right of the jail was the old stage stop.
And, that’s all I have to say about La Grange. On the morrow, I roll!
Next stop: Sacramento.