It was only when I arrived at this old abandoned building that I realized just how many dirt roads there WERE back here.
I haven't done my research yet, but apparently this was some kind of construction company. A BIG construction company by the size of the building. Weird there are no paved roads anywhere near this location. I parked and started to go inside for some cool graffiti pictures. No matter where you go any more, someone has had a can of spray paint.
That's when I heard it ... a long painful moan. I stopped dead in my tracks, looking around quickly and measuring the distance back to the Jeep. Hmmm maybe I don't want any pictures after all. Suddenly I hear the whine of a motorcycle. Not wanting to be caught out in the open, I ran back to the Jeep and locked myself inside. The motorcycle made a slow U-turn and went off down another dirt road.
Okay ... pictures out the window are just fine I told myself. I drove around the other side to see steel girders holding up the building. This thing is massive. I wonder what they made here?
All were in good shape except this one. Nature is beginning to take this building back I guess.
As I drove around the far side, I found railroad tracks going right up to the dock of the building. There are two rails here, only one was shining in the sun. This must have been some large company to have these. To walk away and leave this building was an expensive loss.
Here's my plan ..... I can make a quilt store in one corner and live in the other 6,000 square feet!! I stood in the doorway a little afraid to go inside. It just might fall down on my head. I could hear tin siding bumping and squeaking here and there. Then I heard that mournful moan again. NOPE!! I was out of there.
As a photographer, we're always looking for rusty things. Jackpot!!
There's more pictures, but I'll wait till tomorrow. That way you won't have to look at excess pictures of my vacuum cleaner or my puppies.
Here's an interesting one though. Have you ever seen baby roadrunners? One of my Facebook friends has a backyard bonanza. The roadrunners come every year and lay eggs in the same spot. Here's the latest brood. You have to look close ... they are so well camouflaged it's hard to find their beaks.
And of course I can't leave out these guys. I just love capturing them on camera.
Day 17 ... still in Tucson.