Bones...

Could be bones bleaching in the sun. Ha!! we have no sun. More likely rust.

End of the Oregon Trail?

Yes indeedie it is the End of the Trail. End of March and the doors close. Shut. Dust Bunny heaven. Awash in pink slips. What goes around, comes around. Gee, it must have been 12 years ago that I worked there and got a pink slip when times went bad in the spring of '97. Only that time it was just me that bit the dust.

This time the whole place is taking the big dirt nap.

Well, too bad. It really was a very nice attraction.