We discovered Vulture City with a simple Google search the night before we ended up going. We knew we wanted to find a really interesting story for our first blog post, and we found it here! Keep reading to check out the cool sites of the old Ghost Town.
The second you park your car, you're hit with relics from when the town was bustling. I found this old Ford truck in particular very interesting that sat near the parking lot. The rusted red colors really caught my attention as it mimicked the famous red rocks of Sedona just a couple hours North.
This photo honestly really surprised me. I took it in the Assayers Office where back in the day, workers would melt ore they mined to see if it contained any precious metals. I saw this long hallway and decided to snap a photo, and it ended up being my favorite of the entire trip!
The blues and yellows really caught my attention, as those two colors seemed to have undertones throughout the entire tour. I thought they really complimented each other with the desert, tan backdrop and the wide lens I used gave the room a eerie depth.
This piano was a cool discovery that for was for some reason housed in the Brothel. It surprisingly appeared to be in relatively good shape, and I loved playing high notes on it to increase the spooky mood of the abandoned ghost town.
The colors in this photo are what attracted me to it. The yellow cabinets that stood the test of time really capture your attention against the faded, paint chipping walls and shelves. I could really imagine the cook moving back-and-forth as tired miners came in for their morning coffee before heading out to work.
The blues and yellows I talked about earlier were again recalled here. I had no idea why these bottles were sitting in the window sill, but the blues reflecting off the light that came in through the window looked very alluring and almost mysterious because I couldn't figure out what purpose they served.
The cans in the Blacksmith's Shop again exuded those blues and yellows dampened a little by the dirt and rust of time.
The gas station at the beginning happened to be our last stop and we were so excited to begin, we originally missed it. The room itself was pretty small, but I thought the old timey cash register was a cool addition. I could easily picture the residents of the town that once housed almost 5,000 people coming in and out of the town gas station for gas, snacks and drinks.
There were a couple relics of time laced throughout the town, including a Honolulu Star-Bulletin newspaper (now called the Star-Advertiser after it merged with the Honolulu Advertiser in 2010) from when the Japanese bombed Pearl Harbor. It was crazy to think that the attack happened likely a few months before Vulture City went from a bustling city to a ghost town after the mine ran dry of precious metals in 1942.
We also found a book filled with old news paper clippings from the Arizona Republican (now Arizona Republic) dating back to when the state of Arizona joined the Union in 1912 and even older! I thought these two were a nice touch to contextualize what was going on at the time when Vulture City was thriving.
The names of a few former residents adorned this old mailbox that sat in the Post Office, funny enough named after Wells Fargo. To my surprise, the banking company helped Overland Mail Company kick start its business, hence venturing into the mailing business.
The last couple of photos came from the doctor's office, which exuded a creepy yet curious vibe. I couldn't help but wonder what viruses lay dead in the doctor's office or what kinds of illnesses people came in to have treated (it was coincidentally located right next to the Brothel).
There was an old wheelchair in the corner that was basically a chair with a wheel on either side, and the weaving reminded me of the game Bloodborne.
