 The only route to the ghost town called Nelson is south of Henderson, Nevada, on U.S.Highway 95 past a ten-mile-long dry lake where you can often see motorcycles, quads, and every type of car trying for a personal speed record. Lots of dust is usually blowing out there so I kept my cameras wrapped up and stayed off the playa. Rusting pickups, Plymouths, Packards, and a large collection of rusty cab-over trucks are scattered everywhere along with rusting bikes, antique gas pumps and an airplane resting nose-down into the canyon wall. The interior of the General Store is a museum covered wall-to-wall with dust-covered treasures, someone’s vision of the area’s gold mining days of long ago.
You will find more information on the wilder side of Reno, Nevada in Issue #155 of Photograph America Newsletter. Comments are closed.
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