Backroads and Ghost Towns

Hot July in our end of the state. Time for a road trip? Our problem is that we don't do the "road" part of a trip very well. Instead of reeling off vast miles on fast highways, we stutter off onto small roads, dilly dally around little towns, and wander off in odd directions to see what there might be to see in places that slip unnoticed past those with more destination-oriented agendas.

Since we both like it this way, the problem isn't really a problem. Together we accumulate a small store of quirky oddities and second-rate scenic memories. We indulge our common interest in the visual effects of decay on past human glory. We fill the truck with dust as we rattle down dirt roads that lead to almost nowhere.

Some of the scenes fit only into our grit-filled eyes. Others become photos like you see here. And here. And here. And here.





















Not just regular night crawlers.




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