There are a lot of homesteads here where people could get a section of land deeded to them for living on it and proving it up as they called it. So, as you travel around you will find remnants of old homes still standing here and there. Up in the mountains there is a cabin that was built on the corner of four sections, it has a room in all four sections and if you could find the history of it you would most likely find that a man, his wife and a couple of their sons had staked a clame on a section each and build the cabin so as to improve each section. A room in each section, and open-air kitchen for summer use between two of the rooms. In another place along a nice creek there is a large field stone fireplace and foundation standing but the cabin burned down in the twenties. several of them about the only thing you will find is a wood cook stoves remnants and an apple orchard. These apples are not overly sweet or very large, maybe two inches in diameter, mostly greenish yellow with some red on them and blackish spots on them. They were good cooking apples and keep pretty well, dried or in an airy area of a root cellar. You will also find the remnants of a root cellar in most of these old homesteads. Most of these were bought by other landowners during the depression when the people decided to give up living in poverty and move somewhere that they might find work, food, shelter and clothing for the family, along with not having to work hard from day lite till dark and die younger, or watch your kids die because you couldn't afford food or there wasn't any medical attention close enough to get to in a day or two. A lot of people around here died during the Spanish Influenza pandemic in the early 1900 hundreds. One case that I was told of early in my life was one woman that lived on the mountain with her husband, their kids were in town for schooling. They lived about 35 miles from town in a little cabin had a few cows and some hay meadows some chickens and a barn. most years they were snowed in from November till sometime in April. He got sick in early November and died she buried him in a snow drift till spring thaw when she could get to town for some help. I have to say the people that lived here at that time period were some very tough people and lived a hard life that so many of us today couldn't even begin to imagine. South of town there is an old foundation laid out of stone native to the area. close by is a small grave with stones laid up to form a date 3-5-53 a little distance away is a shrine, built like what you will see in Mexico for the Catholic's to warship. When it was built, I have no clue was it 1853 or 1953 built by Bask sheep herders that lost a child or was it from an earlier fur trader that was a Jesuit. The present landowners don't know I've asked them about it.