This far-gone old Inn rots beside one of the winding roads through the Adirondacks - in spite of it's historical marker...
Tall, square, perched on the edge of a small stream valley (dammed into a pond above - maybe a mill at one time?), this place is eye-catching.
Time and people have not been kind to the place... and I can't say that it is a beauty.
(BTW - please excuse the dark corner vignetting - stacked filters just didn't work on my camera... and I didn't feel the urge to crop.)
The building sits close enough to the road now that getting a whole face shot would require crossing, and then my car would be in the shot!
That dammed-up pond I spoke of...
Bottom floor, kitchen...
Hey... is that a wood cook stove?
2nd floor - ugh, Pepto Bismol pink.
2rd floor - Water was pouring down from the floor above through the ceiling, though it hadn't rained for days... That and fellow travelers eager to move on made this floor as far as we went.
The whole set with a few more photos HERE