My uncle told me to skip the old mill in Chester because it was "just a shell," and I almost believed him
My uncle grew up near Chester, Vermont and he swore the old wool mill on the river was not worth the drive, just four walls and a soggy floor. He said it twice at a cookout in June, so I crossed it off my list for two months. Then a buddy showed me his shots from July and I felt sick, because the place still has the original looms and a whole row of worker lockers with names scratched in. I drove up on a Sunday with 3 hours of daylight and shot 40 frames before the sun dropped behind the hill. The lesson was not about my uncle lying, it was that his memory was from 1998 when the roof had caved in and someone had since braced it. Now I check every spot myself before I write it off. What places have you skipped because someone told you they were picked clean?