Paid a visit to my favorite Washington ghost town -- up by Stampede Pass -- today. It was HOTTTT! Thankfully, there was a nice breeze and I'd brought plenty of water. There was one other car parked at the roadblock, but I never saw anybody else -- had the whole place to myself!
The water under the old rail bridge was as blue and inviting as ever. On the walk back, I almost took a dip (I've done it before):
Not much new to report from in town. The house by the tracks was as infested with birds and rats as ever. Standing on the doorstep, I could hear them inside the walls!
I am told that this one used to be the post office:
I'm sure a vintage car aficionado would have at least a few good guesses as to what kind of car this is. I don't.
Further back in the woods...
Somebody forgot to do the dishes.
The old RV is a bit tidier.
A Hemingray #20 glass insulator -- manufactured up until the 1940's -- on the service drop to one of the old houses.
Found what appear to be some deer and maybe coyote remains along the way.
Well, that about does it.
Cheerio!
~MoleNet94