The fantastic red elevator that is Pool #61, built 1928.
The screen and mineral stained window cross-processed the sky.
At sunrise the fog rose near the solvent recovery line. You can barely read the “XXX” warning.
It’s a straight view from the projection booth to the stage, but hell of a walk. At a fast pace, I think it would take 10 minutes to walk from this spot to the chair. Behind the curtains is a big white screen, so the theatre could be used for either stagework or moving pictures. The two projectors are set up for 3D movies right now–hence the little switch below the window–a Polaroid 3D synchronizer. Cool, huh?
Looking down a manlift on the ore dock side of the elevator. It’s a belt-less belt-o-vator!
The building collapsed except for the back room. The slats of the roof cast lines of light across the floor.
A strange sight: Part of the drain here seems to have had a skylight of glass, which has since been filled over. However, the collapsing ceiling began to create natural skylights of its own.
The main street of the ghost town is also the maintenance road for the BNSF line that bisects Colmor.