I have debated on sharing this place for a while now, as I don't want anyone to know where it is, so just back off okay? Stay away from this little piece of heaven! I have a fantasy that one day I will be able to get my hands on the vast amount of treasures in this place. It is by far the best little ghost town I've come across and considering I only get here about every 7 years, the fact it is still the same as it always was is really impressive. Most places like this would have been ransacked and vandalized decades ago.
The town didn't have much back in the day - a stone mill, a gas station/general store, a few houses and a blacksmith (or something like that - we'll say there was a blacksmith because that's what all those olde timey towns had, right?) The mill is privately owned now and full to the tits with antiques! It doesn't seem like anyone is there much though, as a few windows are broken and it's a bit dishevelled inside.
The old house is pretty much a horror show. Imagine being in there, alone at midnight, and seeing a demon baby popping its head out from that giant bucket of a baby buggy. Then, imagine that demon baby eating your face while bats swarmed your hair and tarantulas gnawed at your toes. While all this was happening, and you're screaming and writhing in agony, a zombie Celine Dion would pop in through that back door singing her terrifying cover of Michael Jackson's BAD. Yup.
There's an old chicken coop/barn behind the house that is full of stuff, too. There were so many amazing crates in there I was getting twitchy with the urge of pulling a five finger discount with some of these orphans. Old bikes, crates, wooden chairs, etc - all just left to sit in here and rot away.
So much amazing barn board, and these wooden beams? People would pay good money for this shit! I could even sell those tires on Etsy for $85 a piece as "upcycled repurposed vintage rustic modern salvaged steampunk" outdoor planters, right? RIGHT?
(Crap photo, I know, but it was really dark!)
Amazing things lie around in here I tells ya! Old signs, a large oak storage cupboard, a ton of old metal parts, crates, tools, cage lights - it is endless. I'm twitching now, just thinking about it all just hanging around in there. How this place has managed to stay this way for so many years is beyond me. There are so many rednecks everywhere, why haven't they smashed everything, stolen all the good stuff and pissed and shit in the corner!? That's what they usually do in places like these. Perhaps the houses that are nearby deter the buck-toothed folk from hanging around in here too long.
Oh well, it's just a matter of time now. Considering the fact that 85% of my readers are inbred rednecks (not you, of course!), I'm sure they'll find this place and destroy it soon enough.