I love run-down, rusty, old crap, and this former station on the Pony Express certainly filled that bill. The only issue I had was a truly foul smell emanating from the entire area that I secretly hoped would have been a dead body. But alas, no. Just a bunch of sage and rotting wood.
“Excitement was plentiful during my two years’ service as a Pony Express rider.” ~ William Frederick “Buffalo Bill” Cody