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Dearfield, Colorado Ghost Town

One thing that Colorado is not short on...Ghost Towns.  There are a lot of ghost towns in the state albeit, Denver.

Most of the towns are a minimum of a three hour drive.  Notice I said most.  There is a small town about an hour away in the town of Dearfield.  We had a photo bug attack and needed to cure it the only way we know how.  Take pictures.

As you know, we take a lot of pictures of urban decay and landscapes and a shitload of travel pictures.

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Getting back to Dearfield...

Dearfield was the first black settlement in Colorado and was established in 1910 by Oliver Jackson and was booming.  By 1920 the population was between 200 and 300 residents.

Good things don't last and after the great depression and the destruction of the Dust Bowl, by 1940 the population decreased to twelve.  Kind of sucks doesn't it?

Now the town, or what is left of it sits abandoned.  There are approximately four buildings remaining and all but one are accessible.

We went out last Saturday afternoon and spent a couple hours exercising our shutter fingers.

Unfortunately, we didn't see any spooks.

Here are the results:














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