When we went to change irrigation water on the hayfield the next morning, I tried my hand at fishing again. Unfortunately, the rain brought cooler water in the San Juan River, so the fish weren’t biting (oh well).
Yesterday afternoon, we hitched up LuAnn’s Haflinger “Haf” to a buggy and went for a ride. We drove through the ghost town of Pagosa Junction. In the 1920’s this town was a major junction for the narrow gauge railway, and 750 people lived here. In the mid 60’s the railway shut down and the town slowly died, until no one is left today. Other than a mission church, the only remaining structures are a few broken down buildings and an old boxcar, parked on the remains of a rail siding.
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