The top floor of the hotel was a large bunk type room and could only be accessed by the ladder outside. By the time my story takes place there was a very long, round-about route into town that a wagon could use, but pack trains were still prefered. When the picture was taken there was no good wagon route into town and goods were only brought in by pack train. The photo on the bottom is a close up of the Last Chance Hotel with a pack train standing patiently in front. It had two stories and the second story was used for community functions. The building in the far distance on the right (you can barely see a flag pole) may be the school/community building. I’m not sure what the other two businesses are, but one is probably the general or dry goods store. The Last Chance Hotel is the third building down the street, on the left side. The next photo on the top is the same area in 1862, just fifteen years prior to when my story takes place. The evidence of a few foundations, the old cemetery, the spring that the town drew water from, and a few old posts are about all that remain. It’s grown up with trees now and very little is left of the old town site. The second is a wider shot of the same area. This first picture is of my husband Allen and I on what used to be the main (and only) street in Last Chance. Rachel figured out how to do so, and it looks like I’ll be the first to try. I’ve had several people ask if I’m going to post pictures from our trip.
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