These are two outbuildings in Blaney Park. This alley is mostly ghost town, but some of the buildings on the main road remain in use. Blakey was quite the resort in its day, with a landing strip and swimming lake, golf course and dance hall. Now, the dance hall is mostly closed, almost no one swims in the lake, and the others are…archaeological.

Then I went industrial, and saw this hanger, larger than its denizens.

We ended the day at a loverly restaurant, all very yummy—beet salad! whitefish salad!—and more…. Even better was the company, of course.

This entry was posted in archaeology, architecture, personal on Thursday, 6 October 2016 at 9:58 pm.
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