These rails used to connect to those inside the Santiago Tunnel. Now they dangle above tailings.
The sun unzipped the clouds. Mist blew across the harbor.
The engine room.
Looking out of the American diesel crane at the gantry crane that ran the length of the dock.
This is a great example of a combination rock house; the silos below used to fill trains with ore dropped from mine cars pulled to the top of the structure.
One of the few windows that escaped steel plating the last time the hospital was sealed tight to let nature roam within.
The roof was in bad shape, but too beautiful to avoid. This is the spot were I used to study medieval Latin.
Connecting the Administration building’s tower and top floors is this beautiful cast iron staircase. It was probably designed to help service the clock originally planned to be set in the tower, but when the hospital went over budget the state cancelled the timepiece. Now we are left with a gorgeous stair with little or no real purpose–not that I’m complaining. I am a long-admitted spiral staircase fetishist.
Looking through skylights of the payroll office toward the Cheratte No.1’s tower. This is where workers would wait in line to receive pay, surrounded by the mine workings.