A little bit of some foot-stompin' music.

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I dislike live links on the main page but the video could not be embedded.

This stuff's as good as bagpipes :)

Along what was once US30 just west of Green River, Wyoming sits ... sat ... this forlorn remnant of Highway America of the 40s and 50s ... perhaps into the 70s? See the USA in your Chevrolet ...

The construction of I-80 - that stretch of road behind the structure - doomed this business ... and likely many others along this stretch of road.

My first thought was "Texaco" but I now lean towards "Sinclair". There was nothing on site to aid identification.

I don't know what drew me to stop by the place more than once but stop often I did. One time, there was a professional photography crew there. I didn't interfere with them; they returned the compliment.

A weird arrangement of gas pumps ...

The ghosts out here aren't necessarily of the 1860s; the ghosts of the 1960s are fading away even faster.
As are those of us who remember the 1960s.

And even now, I realize I didn't gather all of whatever it was - it was not physical things - that drew me there..

The structure is gone now ...

Perhaps I've mentioned about a place near a place I've lived that used to be a town until the Feds decided said town flooded too often and besides, the area would make a great wildlife conservation area.

So the town was bought up, tore down, and all the little critters live in peaceful harmony.

Including descendants of the town's cats.

And some of the fruit trees people had in their yards.

The bulldozers got most everything else; I wonder how/why the gardens survived.
I'm glad they did though.

So about this time of year, Mrs DT and I would head out to this wildlife preserve and pick apples and pears and quince and other such during harvest season.

Pies, cider, cobbler, turn-overs, fritters, or just plain eating.

Glenwood Canyon, CO
Standing on the old highway looking at the new. The railroad cuts through just beyond the bridge at river level.

The old highway was a windy, twisty 2-lane for the most part. Not much traffic through here but enough to hang you up when much of the road is a No Passing zone.

I-70 hadn't been built through here yet in the days when I was riding bikes* instead of pickups. A great road for motorcycles if the traffic wasn't bad.

The last stretch of I-70 built in Colorado was through the canyon from Glenwood Springs to Dotsero. I recall the 2-lane dumping out at the Yampa Spa on what is now 6th St to what was then "West Glenwood". It's built up a bit around there since ... I think the highway was finished in the mid-80s?

*I miss my bike(s) but the voice inside my head told me the next accident won't hurt a bit ...

Much of the old highway through the canyon is gone now but there's this stretch where the old highway followed the river around the bluffs; the Interstate cuts through. Anyway, Hanging Lake is along this stretch; the old highway is part of the parking lot. Awkward exit - you have to run around an exit to reverse direction ... it's been a while but I think the only exit is on the eastbound side but you can't get back on eastbound.

Or vice-versa

I'm told that the traffic at Hanging Lake has gotten so heavy that a fee is now charged. It's a fairly strenuous hike up to the lake but I've done it enough times that I don't care to visit a place so crowded it has entrance fees ... nor do I wish to pay a fee for a place I've been to many times in the past.

But if you're of a mind to, it's well worth at least one visit.