Oh, the stories we have collected.
In our recent journey, we traveled to North Eastern Oregon, where a man named John Day baffled everyone with his life story. He was a hunter. A strikingly tall, handsome man who boasted of being impenetrable, while being overindulgent. During one of his journeys, he was attacked by Indians, robbed, and left to wander naked along the river. Locals started calling this river the John Day River, and within a very few years, so did the maps.
Fast forward to 2007, and a valley, two cities, a fossil bed/National Monument, and a dam are now known under the same name. John Day must have been really popular to gain such reverence without actually visiting these areas named after him. (See what running around naked can do for your persona?) His life was so remarkable yet ambiguous - historical records show several entries and reasons for his death: a) became deranged and suicidal, ran away into the woods, b) suffered severe depression and died, c) lived a fruitful life hunting and went peacefully in a cabin by the river, and d) gone incognito until 19th century paparazzi couldn't find him no mo.
Inside and around this county lie several abandoned towns. It was, after all, part of the Oregon Trail. But, like butter melting on a hot pancake, the gold ran out, the Natives pushed out and the environment heavily defiled - leaving the West coast with a brand new spankin' city and a totally awesome state that's now San Francisco, CA. Back in John Day, we took Fox for a trip to see these ghost towns, and he was purty pleased. Can you tell why?
The photos above are remnants of an 1880s boomtown during the gold rush, back when 5,000 people populated the area. Now, all that stand (stand leaning, I should say! hahaha) are these neglected structures - however, they still seem to function, in fact most of them look -nay, FEEL like the owners will be back soon before night fall.
Don't miss the second part of A Ghost Town, A Man Who Died 4 Times, and Cows With 2 Heads - coming soon!
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