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Day # 12 features Circleville, Utah

I passed through Circleville, Utah about ten years ago on my way back home from Las Vegas. This was back in my hard drinking, hard partying days before “ghost towning” had ever crossed my mind. Circleville was just a dot on the map between Las Vegas and Denver and it meant nothing to me at the time.

I decided to pull off the side of the road and grab some photos of the old, abandoned buildings in Circleville…I’m glad I didn’t need gas, because there was none to be found!

Just outside of Circleville I noticed an old log cabin with an out building. I, to use the pro terminology, “snapped” a few pics. Just another of the many thousands of log cabins in the Rocky Mountians I thought. I found out later the old cabin was the Parker homestead- As in Robert Leroy Parker…Otherwise known as the legendary outlaw Butch Cassidy! Had I known that was Butch’s cabin, I’d have spent more time, and tried to get better photos!

From Butch Cassidy’s home, I rolled into Centerville proper where I found once-fine abandoned homes in every direction, as well as a service station of pre-1940 styling buried in summer grasses.

 

As I delved deeper into Circleville, I became more and more intrigued- I loved this place! Circleville was a small slice of heaven, situated in a quiet valley, surrounded by canopies of dark-green-leaved cottonwood trees, with a small river rushing through beautiful pastureland.

I long to go back to Circleville with the eye I have now. I am sure I missed the biggest and best the town had to offer. But more more important than photos was the feeling of serenity and peace I found I Circleville…It helped me many years ago when I was out of control, and I want to return today to feel it again.

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