So at the special Deep South Bash lunch, there was a Q&A contest of some sort (I've forgotten the details), but the winners earned coveted spots on a smaller tour of SFOG's boneyard. Among those winners were Lisa (of PixieVacations.com, a proud and awesome sponsor of The Season Pass), and her daughter. (We spent a fair amount of time hanging out with Pixie Vacation's Lisa and Steve, great people, and you really should check out PV for all your Disney vacation planning.)
Not too long before the tour was to begin, they reconsidered spending time away from the park proper, and offered me a tour slot, which I accepted happily; thanks again, Lisa!

The boneyard tour group assembled in front of SFOG's Skull Island water park. "Here there be swimsuit wedgies, matey!"

Going through any "Park Personnel Only" area still gives me a little thrill, even if it's just a place to store random crap.

I like this clock.

If you needed to shoot a no-budget, post-doomsday film, you could do it right here, easily.

"Ah say, ah say, what in tarnation am I doing in this lowly gathering of detritus, boy?!"

Logs, off duty, taking a nap in the brush.

...AIRTIME-IER...