This is one of my favorite photos I have ever taken in an abandoned place, and one of my favorite memories. I took this photo in 2009, before this home eventually fell to pieces and the rest was demolished.
Locals had always told stories of this home. One story being that the family who had previously lived here was killed by their father, who later shot himself in the garage. Many other stories of it being that it was simply a dark and deserted crack house. Whether or not any of these stories were true didn’t matter; it made our adventure that much more worthwhile for the pure “creep value.”
The only light that made its way inside was through this one window in the kitchen. Every other window on the home was covered by boards. Without flashlights, we used only the very dim light from cell phone screens, and continued to flash each room with the flash of cameras to see where we were walking. We could hear the wind slamming the back of the house, thinking that at any moment, the porch would finally break off and tumble down the cliffside into the lake.
This home is one of the older explorations I will be sharing within my upcoming book, alongside even more from explorations around the Headlands. This will include the infamous green hallway that has somehow become known as an old aquarium across the Internet. It was a pickle jarring factory for Paisley Farms. I hope to re-edit a whole bunch of these photos.
It’s unfortunate that I lost so many photos from here when my hard drive crashed years back. I only have a handful remaining. I hope to one day try and recover the files from that drive, because I think it’s still possible. There are just some places you will never forget in your lifetime. For me, this is one of those.