Ah, ghost towns. Abandoned western history at it's very finest. There is something fascinating about wandering around an old dried up town in the west ...it is something that I love. So romantic, so interesting ..and a little bit spooky.
Last Sunday we ventured out some back Wyoming roads near Evanston and explored Peidmont, a local ghost town. It dried up when the railroad built the Aspen tunnel and moved away from the area. Founded by the Byrne and Guild families, it was supported by a series of kilns, built by Moses Byrne, that slow burned wood into charcoal.
The day was quiet, smelled of mint and damp grasses, and rained on us just enough.
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