Murderhouse. Bloodyface. MURDERHOUSE. BLOODYFACE. These were just about the only two words cycling through my head for the few hours Michele and I were photographing the abandon “ranch” north of Mono Lake last weekend. I’ve photographed the area before, during the day. Those shots are here.
It’s called a ranch because it also supposedly grew wheat and corn as well as provided fresh meat to the nearby mining town of Bodie 150 years ago. Except there’s literally no evidence of any crops, but there’s a plethora of bones all over the ground of various sizes and types (vertebrates, femurs, random joint ends…)
There’s also several standing wooden buildings – barns, chicken coups, an actual house the deChambeau family lived in (it’s said there are still members of the family still in the area which isn’t terrifying at all) and most terrifying is the semi-abandoned RV trailer that sits near the entrance gate with its tinted windows and weird porch-like structure outside the door as if it’s still used.
The full gallery of the evening is below.