This place was the start of my addiction to finding old schools, my gateway building if you will. I first passed this school a few years ago when I moved into Central Alberta and was driving around to see what I could see. I stopped, took a few photos and actually had no idea what it was or had been, but I knew I loved it and wanted more.
I always obey signs and the unwritten rule of abandoned buildings: take only photographs, leave only footprints. I am glad there is still things inside the building despite its location, or maybe its location along a well traveled highway has helped? In any case, this is another building I stop at whenever I go by. Not always for a photograph but to say, ‘Hello, old friend, I am glad you are here’.
|Window with a view...of the outhouse|
|The heat is off|