After a long day of driving through the desert, I'm staying in a hotel in a truly ramshackle gold rush town. Much smaller than Ely, 77 miles back. I guessed wrong, thinking this place would be the larger town. This is mining country for sure. There are collapsed mine shafts dotting the hillsides. Ely was pretty ramshackle in its own way, filled with run down motels and strange locals walking around town. Eureka has the most extraordinary collection of boom era buildings, including an opera house. Most are boarded up. I peeked in the closed bank on Main Street. It looks like a stage set from Bonnie and Clyde. Except the grilled bank counters and ornate fixtures are the real thing. What a find!
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