This last weekend, my husband and I took a trip up to the Poconos to my mother’s camper, and I was sure to bring my camera along because I knew there was an abandoned country club somewhere nearby. With my brother in tow (who is also a budding photographer) we set off in search of this place I had simply heard about in passing. What we found was something eerily serene and we were instantly bubbling with excitement; unable to wait to explore the grounds that had been forgotten and left to decay by the hands of time.
Please note that I have not disclosed the name or exact location of this abandoned place in order to prevent further vandalism and arson. These beautiful, quiet and decaying buildings are already fragile and vulnerable, and I do not wish to contribute to their decline by disrespectful hands.
