Uploaded December 2025 | Updated September 2026, 6 days ago
In this episode of Adventures Into History, I’m on a scouting mission into the ghost town community of New Hope, a place that was once a living, breathing community and is now swallowed by the woods.
A church appears on a 1900 map, and I wanted to know one thing: is there anything left. So I head into the timber to search for the old church site and any trace of the homes that once stood around it.
Along the way, we find the only things some families left behind: broken glass, pieces of old plates and bottles, and scattered artifacts hiding in the leaves. We also locate two homesites where the ruins still fight to exist, fieldstone foundations and old chimneys standing like tombstones for houses that are long gone.
This is not the full New Hope deep dive yet. This is the first step. Before we can tell the story of a vanished community, we have to find what’s left of it. And when we finally reach the church site from the map, the truth hits hard.
The woods keep secrets, and sometimes they erase them.
If you’d like to support this work and help keep these stories from disappearing, you can leave a tip here: paypal.me/rwrightphotography
In this episode of Adventures Into History, I’m on a scouting mission into the ghost town community of New Hope, a place that was once a living, breathing community and is now swallowed by the woods.
A church appears on a 1900 map, and I wanted to know one thing: is there anything left. So I head into the timber to search for the old church site and any trace of the homes that once stood around it.
Along the way, we find the only things some families left behind: broken glass, pieces of old plates and bottles, and scattered artifacts hiding in the leaves. We also locate two homesites where the ruins still fight to exist, fieldstone foundations and old chimneys standing like tombstones for houses that are long gone.
This is not the full New Hope deep dive yet. This is the first step. Before we can tell the story of a vanished community, we have to find what’s left of it. And when we finally reach the church site from the map, the truth hits hard.
The woods keep secrets, and sometimes they erase them.
If you’d like to support this work and help keep these stories from disappearing, you can leave a tip here: paypal.me/rwrightphotography
