For 60 long years, this large complex has sat crumbling behind the brush, hidden away in a field beside a rural town. I’m always curious of brand new scenery, different locations and the like, and this fit perfectly into that bill. Not only have we stumbled upon an amazing hidden gem, but an abandoned US armory, previously housing ammunition and other goods for past wars. It’s strange how something that was once of so much importance has become an empty shell. While wars died out, and the screams for help were silenced, these materials were less needed housed in a bunker such as this. Supplies were moved to more useful locations and the armory was soon completely abandoned around the later 1950s.
If you were to find yourself face to face with this place, you may not even notice the entire complex, while some sits in the open, ivy covering its sides, much more lays hidden behind walls of forest.
Trudging through tall and heavy grass, swinging back branches and spiderwebs, we enter each building to find complete chaos and destruction. Time has done quite a number on this location, and as you will see through the photographs, it hasn’t held back one bit.
Two radio control towers sit at either end of the road, while stables are tucked behind the brush where the road branches off in different direction. Disused gasoline and chemical tanks are sprawled throughout the backlot, an American flag marked on each one.
Various living corridors a scattered across this plot of land, and it is uncertain where some doors are, being forested by overgrowth. Unintentionally, we made the mistake of entering boiler rooms, generator rooms, etc. thinking they were entrances.
This ghostly land is nearly a small, forgotten town simply left behind. Far from any type of traffic, the place remains quiet and all I could hear were the chirping of birds, the fluttering of tree branches while I felt the slight tickle of a tick…on my leg…wait…
Who knows how much longer this space may stand, but visiting it was one of my favorite experiences and surely something I will always remember.
Until it’s inevitable death, only the wind will pass through the walls and windows of this ghostly skeleton of what once was full of so much life. Those who love an adventure will visit before it says its final goodbyes, capturing a brand new memory of yesterday’s forgotten beauty, now bathed in a brand new beauty of its own, stylized in decay.