Dan and I decided that February is a fine time to go into central Nevada for some exploring… Unsurprisingly, it was cold and windy out there… very cold. They were some of the coldest nights I’ve ever tried to sleep in Nevada.
While driving in these icy, windswept hills, we stumbled across this great little mine camp. It was a welcome spot to rest. We couldn’t find much information on the place. If you know it’s history, please let me know.
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