Looking into the Pool 8 Annex from the original Ogilvie’s elevator.
Where equipment was scrapped.
Spots of yellow gravel mark gold mines with nothing left on the surface. Is this one of the drainage pipes?
The overgrown offices serve no one at this former Federal Elevator in Snowflake, MB.
Iron becoming dirt becoming birches.
I slid into the mill through the top floor, near where the rock-grinding ball mills were left to rust. I look around, taking in the most intact gold mill I’ve ever explored. Movement attracted my eye to the ceiling, where I found something staring back, a raven was observing me with some interest. It had been a while since I have brushed up on the folklore and mythology, but I took it as a good sign. Leica/Summilux 35/Ektar 100
The back of the castle is barely visible through the trees that have grown thick around the walls, making it look so much older.
Early bird catches the shadow of Battle Mountain blaring across the ghost town.