The place is in disrepair, save for a lone icon of American eccentricity, the Amargosa Opera House and Hotel, that is open for business today, if you can find the lobby. Derelict cottages and sand-beaten mills bake in the sun, looking like they could blow away in a strong wind.

The old elevated Death Valley Railroad that once carried borax out of the valley to Los Angeles now splinters into the sand. The settlement is like nowhere else in California. The remains of the Death Valley Railroad, Death Valley Junction, Calif. One of those towns is Death Valley Junction. Its ancient salty lake bed, when plundered for its valuable minerals a century ago, gave rise to fringe communities on the edge of the desert and on the edge of life. As I pull into the town, imagining I’m in a dusty 1990s David Lynch movie, I swerve to avoid a coyote hobbling across the road, which seemed far too on-the-nose.ĭeath Valley is both the lowest land in America and the hottest place on Earth.

I drove into Death Valley Junction on a fall afternoon where the extreme summer temperatures that can reach 130 degrees there had dropped to a chilly mid-80s.

Amargosa opera house and hotel haunted