Abandoned Mystery Cabin on Highway 50, Road Trip Day 8 Ep.16

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Whenever we go on a road trip, there is always an agenda we have in mind, but it’s never rigidly set.  Part of the wonder and excitement of the road is that you never know what you’re going to see along the way; the journey is just as important as the destination.  So we always try to allow time for the unexpected.  That certainly paid off for us in this episode of our trek through “The Loneliest Road in America.”

Neek, Sar and I left Ely, Nevada after having breakfast in our hotel room that morning.  We headed out on Route 50 with our first planned destination that day being the Old West town of Eureka, Nevada.  But on our way there, we came across one of those unexpected sights we just had to check out.It was on a somewhat curvy section of the road that we saw a mysterious looking cabin made of wood logs on the right side of the road.  Another car had pulled over and we saw a couple looking at it standing near some barb-wire.  As we passed by, it was obvious this cabin was abandoned; the roof was fairly non-existent.  Driving away, I looked over at Neek and Sar and we all agreed: we had to go back to check it out!

We turned around and drove back to the cabin.  As we approached, we noticed the car that had been parked there had left, so we crossed the road and parked on the side of the road in front of the cabin.  Neek immediately grabbed the camera to head out there.  Since the ground leading up to the cabin was uneven and rocky, Sar stayed by the car.  Neek told me she could shoot it herself, but I was too curious not to come.  I did snag my pants a little on the barb-wire, but I unsnagged it before the tear was too big.

Neek and I walked around checking to see if there were any no trespassing signs; we couldn’t find any.  The wall of the cabin to the front door and sides were still up, but the back of the cabin had no wall and it was easy to walk in from there.  It seems the roof must have caved in at some point, we could see logs pointing at a downward angle into the cabin.  But we were still able to walk around inside and get a feel for the place.

The cabin definitely had been there for some time considering the amount of weather-beating it had taken.  But it was a mystery exactly which time period it was built.  Afterward, we tried to research online for any information we could find about an abandoned cabin on Route 50 in Nevada, but we couldn’t find anything.

Leaving the cabin, the mystery filled our imaginations with wonder.  Could this cabin be a genuine relic of the Old West?  Probably not, but maybe it was from the 20s or 30s, either a bootlegger’s hideout, an old miner, sheepherder or a Great Depression crash pad.  Or maybe the construction is from a more recent era, perhaps by hippies attempting to live off the land?  We drove away with our sense of adventure renewed, looking for the next great discovery!