Abandoned Posts

I set out to make the most of a weekend photographing some of my favorite locations in West Virginia, knowing it would be my last trip through the area for a while—a sort of farewell to Appalachia.

While traveling back along the Pennsylvania Turnpike, I passed through a typical array of roadside establishments: declining motels, run-of-the-mill gas stations and convenience stores, and greasy spoon diners.

It was a quiet walk along the Rockaway River in Boonton, New Jersey, but this narrow valley was once bustling with pig iron blast furnaces and rolling and slitting mills to produce nail rods and bar iron.