While driving along the South coast of Newfoundland, I was exploring every side road. I was surprised to see a small harbour with a large building and a few vehicles parked around it. Initially, I wrote it off and looked for a place to turn around. After a second glance, I realized that there were some gaping holes in the wall and no activity inside. Perhaps this warranted a closer look at what turned out to be a fish processing plant.
Out for a drive, exploring the area along the south coast of Newfoundland, I spotted a rooftop of a small building peeking out from the bushes. I simply had to stop for a look.
As I pushed through the overgrowth, I was happy to see that, not only was the door open, but that there was some interesting stuff inside to see and show you.
It was a beautiful day while camping on the shores of Lake Superior when we hit the open road to do some exploring. There were several targets on our list this fine day, but this was a chance find on Google Maps.
I was initially thrown off. From the satellite photos, it seemed obvious that it was a race track. Street View, however, showed a Young Drivers of Canada sign over the gate. Apparently it was a driver training facility. But there were grandstands... Clearly this place had had at least two lives.
Completed in 1954 by the US Air Force, this radar station was part of the Pinetree Line, a group of radar sites across Canada used as part of the defense against the Soviet Union during the Cold War. It was manned by the 914th Aircraft Control and Warning Squadron.
At this time, there were no roads linking Armstrong to the outside world. As a result, all food rations and supplies were brought in by way of the CNR Rail line.
When I first found this house a week ago, I was actually hunting for the remains of a power dam. I made note of the house and decided that on the next opportunity, I would come back and take a closer look.
You can see the place has been completely cleaned out. Not a single belonging left behind. I know nothing of the history of the place, but it's obvious that the people who moved from here had ample time and planned to leave.
With free time from a conference, and a rental car at my disposal, my tour of rural Colorado continued. The intersection of a small, almost ghost town, just off the highway immediately showed me an interesting little gas station. It was a call-back to the days when you get your car fixed at most gas stations, and everything was about service. Days long gone.
Across the road, I spotted a sign that caught my interest... A motel! Excellent!
This was a surprise.
We were in the midst of a 40-minute hike to find another location. As sometimes happens when walking significant distances, your eyes wander to the ground, and your mind wanders away. Suddenly, I looked up and there it was sitting just off the side of our path.
I love when this happens.