Several large turkey vultures took off from the roof as I approached the old house. They didn't seem terribly concerned about my presence, but left as though doing so was simply the polite thing to do under the circumstances. When I entered the house, certain sounds indicated they did not represent the only wildlife making use of this discarded shelter.
The GPS led us through a number of turns until finally we reached a "Road Closed" sign. Then there was the caveat... "Except Local Traffic". We're local!
We continued down the road until finally stopped by a fence kept us from going any further. We stopped at the fence and as luck would have it, only a short walk remained between the fence and our target.
When this structure was built, it was originally a church in another community. When the school that was originally here burned down, this structure was moved to take its place. Grades 1 - 8 attended classes here with an average of 32 children attending at any given time.
In 1965, with the construction of two new schools serving the area, this one was closed and auctioned off to one of its former pupils.
According to what little I've been able to gather, this coal tower was built during the winter of 1943-44 at the request of the Wabash Railroad. It was apparently only in service for seven years until the Wabash Railroad converted to diesel engines.
I originally noticed this house last year while commuting. I wanted to find an alternate route to avoid repaving, so I took a different route than usual. This yielded two new houses for me to check out. One was the Caderette House. The other was here.
Another place that I've driven past so many times, yet failed to notice. I really should get my eyes checked.
This place just kept giving. Initially, I thought there was just the house with it caved in roof. After that, I spotted another building, and then another, and then more. Lots of exploring fun. I love places like that.
I'm not sure how many times I've driven past this place, but I'm reasonably sure that it's well into the hundreds. Despite that, I hadn't noticed it until last Wednesday while on the way home from a concert in Toronto. I made a mental note to come back here again soon to take a closer look.
Well, here we are. A Sunday afternoon with little else to do except wander and look for places such as these.
While on our way to Toronto, my eagle-eyed partner in exploration caught a glimpse of something in the trees. Making note of where it was, we decided we would come back to it for closer investigation on our return trip.
The next day, we found it again, and I pulled off the side of the highway to have a closer look. As it turns out, it was an old house, no longer being used as either a house, or its more recent purpose, a hunt camp. It had, in fact. been replaced by a newer, much more solid structure near by.