I don't know if I spent too many childhood years watching Scooby Doo, but every time since I was a kid, I always wanted to stop at the ghost town in Calico on the way home from family ski trips to Brianhead or weekend getaways to Las Vegas.
I finally got my wish a week ago. As we passed the sign on the last stretch home on our Park City road trip, I asked Kevin if he wanted to stop. I imagined him wanting to press on, but he was game. Yay Hubs!
It was way cooler than I expected. As we pulled up in the minivan (a.k.a. Mystery Machine) we were all filled with anticipation:
Kevin- hoping it was worth it to stop.
Me- the old preserved structures.
Jack- well, at 2 he was still along for the ride and we just all wanted to get him out of the car because his screaming was making us all a bit edgy.
Luke, declaring himself the "smart one," had to clarify that a ghost town does not actually have ghosts.
So check it out: