I hesitate to post too much about this place because it is such a quiet little oasis and I don’t want it to be overrun…but Ophir is just the quaintest little town. I blogged about it before here:
Today I went up under overcast skies and an ever so slight, cool wind. It is this old mining ghost town and the thing I like most about it is that there are only a few people around. I could walk up and down the streets with nary being bothered. There was an older man traipsing up main street with his wheelbarrow on his way to shovel some gravel for the front area of his trailer. The canyon is narrow, with lovely rock walls and streams.
I will return. But until then, here’s some pictures.