Back in June I found myself wandering around Oaks Amusement Park. I'd spent the afternoon hiking nearby and noticed that the gates were open as I was heading back to my car. The park was eerily clean and vacant. There wasn't a carnie in sight. With the exception of the occasional passing bicyclist, the only person I encountered was a woman operating a cotton candy stand. Why was she working on a day when the park was closed? I have no idea.

The park looked like the setting of an early '80s Stephen King novel but I was fortunate enough not to encounter any demonic clowns or any crazed novelists wielding croquet mallets. I had my camera on hand and took photos. Click here to view them in a Flickr gallery.

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