The building collapsed except for the back room. The slats of the roof cast lines of light across the floor.
The first step of the filtering process is being spun through this tube.
Scanned after being recovered from the bottom of an old wooden box for a few years. Circa 2005.
The historic entrance of the mill, alongside the (relatively) new Great Western offices.
At the end of a conveyor belt and poised over a loading station, it’s easy to image the tinny sound of chicken feed sliding across the metal. Like sand on the old-fashioned stainless steel playground slides.
This sawtooth roof collapsed months later under the weight of an early snow.
It seems like this pipe was made to return dust to the collector in the main workhouse from the annex.
Rogers Mine is one of the most structurally sound mines in the Iron River area that isn’t part of a museum.