To break up the stream of Greek ghost towns on this blog, here’s some other, more random, sights we got to see on our visit. Greece has always been a seafaring nation, and has myriad shipwrecks to show for it. Not far from Athens, the pitched-over hull of the Mediterranean Sky lies a stone’s throw … Continue reading Interlude
The island of Corfu has had a fraught history. Over the centuries, it has changed hands among the Greeks, Venetians, Byzantines, and Ottomans, among others. Its location, in an important sea lane where the Ionian Sea meets the Adriatic, has been a double edged sword. It led to Corfu Town, the island’s biggest city (which … Continue reading The Ghost Towns of Greece: Sinies
In the north of Greece, about ten miles from Mount Olympus, lies a deep, narrow gorge. The steepness of the surrounding hills coupled with the dense vegetation means the gorge receives little sun, especially in the winter. In the early nineteenth century a lumber mill was built here, and a company town sprang up around … Continue reading The Ghost Towns of Greece: Darkness
(last of the Utah series) There was no better way to wrap up these posts from our trip to Utah than at the Valley of the Gods. This aptly named valley is an area of fantastically weathered sandstone formations in the southeast corner of Utah, just across the Arizona border from the similar but more … Continue reading The Valley of the Gods
(part of the Utah series) A pause now before the next post returns us to another one of Utah’s stunning national parks. Though those were the main focus of this trip, we will always make time for some old human relics. As much as I loved the desert landscapes, it was places like these that … Continue reading Spirits, Echoes, and Things Left Behind
Labor Day weekend found me in the rolling Appalachian mountains of West Virginia. It was a showery weekend, making for very humid hiking, but making for a moody, misty atmosphere that felt like that state at its most iconic. On Sunday’s hike, my friend did the splits involuntarily while crossing a very slippery stream and … Continue reading Country Roads, Take Me Home
I’ve focused on all the urbex photos from Italy in the preceding few posts. What’s left? Some of the more touristy shit, I suppose. We were in Italy, after all, a country that’s renowned for its beautiful countryside as well as its cultural attractions, and I’m not blind to those charms, however much I may … Continue reading Italy, Coda
There is a unique emotion that one feels coming upon a ghost town. It’s a bit hard to pin down, but I’d say it’s an amalgam of melancholy, serenity, and a sense time having been compressed all around you. It’s the kind of feeling that you’d expect to find a fun compound word for in … Continue reading High Country Ghost Towns
My first post on Santa Fe was on the first couple days we spent in town. Thematically, I didn’t see a neat way to divide up the remaining photos, so here is everything else, chronologically. The big event during our week there was the blizzard that hit Tuesday afternoon and paralyzed much of the city, … Continue reading Santa Fe, Part Two: Shit Gets Real
I spent a week around Santa Fe last month. Though often thought of as a hot, desert state, much of New Mexico lies at high elevations, and the southern reaches of the Rockies reach into the area around Taos. The winters can be cold, but are more pleasant than the midwestern winters I’m used to. … Continue reading Santa Fe, Part One: the Jemez Mountains
T A B U L A R A S A photography 