Weather had played against me and deprived me of my primary target. I will, no doubt, be coming back to this state. While driving away, and metaphorically licking my wounds, I spotted this place not far from the road and went for a closer look. With the weather preparing to take another swipe at me, I decided to stop and take a look around.
This was a twofer.
When I showed up, it was with the expectation that there was only one house. There were two.
As you will see in the pictures, the first looks like a very old farm house. It's falling ever so slowly apart and is beyond salvage. The second place, however, is in very good condition and could continue to be used. I think, however, that it's owner may have passed on.
This place looked like a reasonable prospect on Google Earth. Of course, you never know what you've got until you get there.
When Max and I arrived, there appeared to be no traffic on the driveway for a considerable time. I got out and took a few exterior photos. As I came around the corner of the house I made the brief acquaintance of what had to be an 8-point buck. I'm not sure which of us ended up with the faster heart rate, but he bolted before I could even get my camera up.
Spending another wonderfully warm fall day chasing down prospective abandonments with my buddy Max, I found this little place. This is probably the most sketchy structure that I have set foot inside to date. I really shouldn't have, but it was the only way I was going to get any pictures of the place at all. I just had to make sure my feet got placed on boards less rotten than the other ones.
It's not exactly a 5-floor mansion or anything, so it didn't take long for me to get my feet planted back on terra firma.
With daylight already beginning to fade early in the afternoon, and my list of prospects getting shorter, I ran across this place. Ok, so normally I probably wouldn't even bother with a place this small and meaningless. But something about it caught my attention and held it.
While I'm not sure what, I think it might be the feeling that someone had started off with something small, something personal, and planned to make it something bigger, more profound. Perhaps time or money ran out before it could get there.
It was a little chilly, and there was a bit of snow on the ground. Normally, the latter would have ended my exploring season, but for some reason, I can't seem to let go this year. My trusty husky and I rolled up on this place and had a look around. The contents and lighting made it a great, worthwhile stop, but the proximity of neighbors immediately across the road ensured that I didn't linger here long.
I was spending some time scouting around on Google Earth, as I often do when I'm bored, and happened to notice this in a field, almost by itself. What was surprising was that it was in an area I had explored before, but I never saw this place. Not surprising that I didn't see it while I was there. It's too far back in the bush to see it from the road. Just surprising I hadn't noticed it on the satellite images before.
Continuing on through my list of prospects on a Fall Sunday, I came to this place. The door was kicked open, inviting me to look inside, but as I did, I realized there would be nothing to step on, as the floor had all but disappeared. Going anywhere inside would prove unlikely.
I was about to give up on the place and move on. But as I looked about the property, I decided that there was more to see here than a house. The vehicles alone presented enough to interest me, and hopefully you too.