After I left the Goodland State fishing lake, I headed south on Highway 283. Over the next 20 miles, I found a number of fascinating things begging me to take their picture.
One of the things I greatly love about my set up with my jeep and my teardrop trailer is that I can pull over just about anywhere jump out and go take some pictures or video.
An old Stone shed cut my eye and I turned around to get back to snap a few pictures of this abandoned little structure.
Not too far from the Stone shed, I found a few limestone fence posts still standing and holding barbed wire.
I love the juxtaposition of the modern farm equipment with the old shed that once served the farmers in this area.
A little further down the road, I came across a very unique roadside memorial. I don’t know who Chris was, but we can tell from the memorial that he loved Dodge vehicles and was likely a hunter.
I don’t think I’ve ever seen a roadside memorial with a deer skull and antlers affixed to it.
I slammed on my brakes a few miles later when I saw this old-school house sitting with an open door. I have to admit I was a little bit. I walked over to the building, wondering what I would find inside.
Time was taking its toll on this once-used learning space. Birds were flying all over the place, and pieces of the walls and ceiling fell to the floor as I walked through the building.
It’s hard to see a piano falling apart, but this one lends itself to some photographic artistic opportunity.
Across the street from the school was a massive farm. The limestone fence was still in near-perfect condition, which made me wonder if the current family that owns the farm has held it for many generations.
