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Judging by the name, Wells-Fargo was once a stagecoach
stop. Judging by the name, Wells-Fargo existed only because Sil-
ver Reef, the only silver mine of its kind in North America, needed
supplies as much as it needed to ship the silver it mined out of the
valley.
It was late in the afternoon when JD Milazzo and Falcon
arrived. On their way back from an aborted trip to Bryce Canyon,
a sign by the side of the road led them first to a "colonial cemetery"
near the silver mine, and then, almost accidentally to the remains of
Wells-Fargo.
When JD and Falcon were there, a few ruined buildings ac-
companied one or two that had been rebuilt. A general store of sorts
and a restaurant marked the place where the stage coach depot had
once thrived. Now only minutes from Interstate 15, Wells-Fargo
and Silver Reef are largely hidden from most travelers and even
from people living just a few miles away. Silver Reef, as it now ex-
ists, is like many communities we have found in Nevada and Utah.
A hand full of homes, a few dirt roads, not much else. On the far
side of the small town, they ventured into the Dixie National Forest
and then on to Wells-Fargo.
In his "Behind the Scenes" interview, Francois DeWynter
talks with Falcon about the events of that day and how these photos
came to be created.
Largely a collection of broken walls, Wells-Fargo rests unnoticed.
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