On our Route 66 road trip to the west coast, we found our way to a curious little town called Amboy. First settled in 1858 and established in 1883, Amboy has a long history nestled between the towns of Barstow and Needles.
Hang with me here for a brief bit of history:
The town was originally established by Lewis Kingman for the Atlantic and Pacific Railroad. Amboy was the first of a series of alphabetical railroad stations constructed spanning the Mojave Desert, along with Bagdad, Chambless, Danby, and others. Before the construction of the I-40 in 1973 which bypassed Amboy, this was quite a bustling place. The motel was a popular stop for weary travelers, like a little oasis in the desert.
After several miles of driving through desert nothingness, we came upon Amboy and were greeted by the iconic Roy’s Motel and Cafe sign.
We were the only people in the entire town, save for a man running a small gift shop until a German man rode by on a bike. He stopped to say hello, and told us about his travels across the US.
After parking near the defunct gas station, we began exploring the several derelict cabins by the road after noticing there were no doors on them. We couldn’t believe what we found…
The first cabin had shelves lined with water bottles filled with urine accompanied by a small sign encouraging visitors to “Recycle You”. In the bathroom, there were funnels and a clearly non-functioning toilet, where adventurous travelers presumably decided to get into the recycling spirit.
Each cabin had a different art installation. One mapped rainfall in the Mojave Desert, and one held a soiled mattress where, as we later learned, the German biker found shelter for the night.
After checking out all of the cabins we tried to move to the motel behind them. However, it was surrounded by a chainlink fence. I walked up to the fence and shot a photo through the links and headed back to the car to go take a look at the decrepit Amboy School, which only closed in 1999, but was also blocked by a chainlink fence. We drove off as the sun was setting, amused by the odd art installations and the empty town.
It wasn’t until a week later and I was home reviewing photos did we notice that through the window that there was something that looked like blood splattered across the walls in one of the rooms.
We obviously thought this was at least a bit strange, so we did what anyone would do. We posted it to Reddit. The photo caught the imagination of quite a few people and made the rounds on plenty of tabloids and websites around the world. While there was plenty of speculation of whether it was real blood and what could have caused such a bloody scene, I figured why not just reach out to those still running Roy’s Cafe. I sent them an email asking about what might have happened in the room.
As much as like to tell gruesome stories about Amboy I must say it was from a movie shoot a few weeks ago and at first I was upset with the production crew but then I couldn’t just paint over it. I would have to scrape it off and fix the finished walls.
But then people started noticing it from far and it now keeps people away from getting too close.
Thank you for coming to Amboy and letting us be talked about.
When I replied asking for some more details on the movie that was being filmed, I received this reply:
That is what I was told to tell people but I think there is allot more to this story and the people living in Amboy
I responded asking for more clarification but my reply was never answered.
Were they just trying to keep any the intrigue of a now lonely town alive or was there really a heinous slaying in the fenced-off Amboy Motel? We’ll let you be the judge.
After looking around the internet we found a news story from Channel 3 Las Vegas who went through Amboy a couple months after us. They mentioned the blood stained motel wall:
In one of the motel rooms, they say, blood suddenly appeared on one of the walls. Blood that had not been there the day before.