Our Crazy Old Roads

[robby]

To amuse myself, I drove the old turnpike to and from the grocery store. At times it's like a frontage road along the interstate. Finally, it stops in a strange, barren place, about a mile from my house with just a few inhabited houses, as well as old abandoned houses and an abandoned market. I should have taken pictures and posted them to abandoned_places.

Where it stops, you can jog east a few blocks, and that's where the northern section of my avenue begins, and my house is a mile down, where this section ends in the south.

I live on a avenue that stops and starts a dozen times along many miles. It used to be a major thoroughfare, as well, but now it's a series of scattered remnants. It used to be wider, and when I mow out there, I find intact asphalt yards away from the present route.

Comments

[kdotdammit.livejournal.com]

I want photos!

[robby.livejournal.com]

Ok, for you I'll go back and take the old market and a boarded up house. But not inside! I did a google search and the old turnpike was built as a gravel road in 1865. A squatter delayed construction, for a time by brandishing a shotgun, but even he could not delay progress for long. The heyday of this locality was about 100 years ago, and soon after the main route was shifted north, and we were bypassed.

[robby.livejournal.com]

I added the photos.

[kdotdammit.livejournal.com]

Thanks! I would love to go there! I can see the potential for danger, but also the potential for great photos. You're lucky to live in a place with such interesting history. Thanks for sharing it.