Mogollon ghost town

The old mining ghost town of Mogollon (pronounced Mo-Go-Yone) is as cute as a button. Zoe and I happened to visit this town in midweek and the sole resident we spoke with said, "The town comes alive each weekend." The restaurants, hotels and specialty shops open their doors for the visiting tourists when the crowds are there. Midweek wasn't all that bad, as we had the town to ourselves and that isolation added to the ghosty-feel from a by-gone era. The town, though abandoned, was well kept and tidy.
   The cool mountain air and the rocky mountain views were the reward after the steep and windy road to get there. This location is NOT a place to take campers, RVs, or any other large vehicles over 22 feet in length. The road becomes single lane in many places with steep drop offs and there wasn't a guardrail on the entire road. I am not trying to spook anyone from seeing this place, just those with large rigs for their safety.
   I would imagine that stargazing at this elevation, without light any pollution, would be a breathtaking event to say the least. Maybe, in the future, we can stay here over a weekend and enjoy the cafes, hikes, and stars. Until then, we pass on this good info so that others can enjoy this wonderful place, that time forgot.   
 

Ore carts with a mini locomotive at the front. It was totally awesome and a first for me to see a mini engine like this.   

From the days of the rum runners and prohibition era speakeasies.

The historic theater was one of our favorite buildings.

A cute cafe over looking the creek.

Wild West feel 

Old mining carts that Zoe found amusing.

1920's architecture, modernized. 

Cute store with ghost town knickknacks and curios. 

The hotel, to the left, has a grapevine covered courtyard for sipping wine and beer on the weekends.