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So, today's trip to Royal Gorge was botched by bad timing. Lucky for me, there were perfectly marvelous abandoned trains in close proximity. So I broke into those instead. They were wonderfully creepy, but also incredibly sad. They had been lived in at one point...recently, but not recently enough that there wasn't a thin blanket of dust on all of the clothing and bed stuffs strewn about. Since I still don't have my tripod, I had to make do with holding my  breath to shoot photos in the very, VERY dimly lit cars. I eventually settled on putting my camera on the edge of the (burnt) seats and taking photos that way. I wasn't terribly pleased with the photos...and I took 100 of them...but I liked these few well enough.

This is the outside of the murder train. So named because I'm pretty sure that the murder truck was cut from the same cloth as the murder train. It was creepy as fuck in these cars, but I couldn't NOT go in them. I was afraid of getting shanked. I won't lie.

The inside of murder train the third (obviously these are not in order). There were all kinds of curses written on the window dust....mostly against the Pueblo police. It was kind of eerie reading "Curses for the things they've done to me" on every single window over and over and over. Also knowing I was less than five miles away from the prison. Not all that cool, if I do say so myself.

I know what you're thinking. "How did Drea get so sexy?" Practice. But I'm sure you're also thinking, "Why did she make that photo so green?" Spoiler: I didn't. That's the color of the inside of the car. The windows are filthy and tinted green, so the sunlight filtered through and cast this sickly green glow on everything. It looked like a horror movie.

I see you, train car! I couldn't get into this one, so this is the best shot I could muster. When I first arrived (and finding these cars was 100% an accident. I was more than willing to scrap the gorge and head on over to the abandoned mill in Victor...which may happen tomorrow, if I get all of my work done), there was this gorgeous glow coming through that top window. But the sun was in such a place that all I could take a picture of was blinding white light. Oh, well. This one will have to do.

This is the beginning of the abandoned train group. There are about six other cars, and two a quarter mile away that it was just too dark to go into by the time I spotted them.

Colorado makes me so very happy. It has such an abundance of tossed aside, unloved things. Those are my favorites.

 I really wish I had a tripod. I'll go back as soon as I do.

I'm covering up the blurriness with black and white, because I'm an artist and most decidedly not a bad photographer.

The light was so warm and delicious when I first got there. Nothing looked threatening or murdery at all!!!

I am exhausted. It was a long, long, day, and I have a day full of shopping and homework tomorrow. Excitement. My life is enviable.