Blue skies and rust-pocked siding contrast the high-altitude blue sky. By the time I had worked my way back to the tram, it was sunset.
The pockmarked concrete sign of Substation #2 over the control room that faces the highway.
A screened water wheel, presumably for rotating the dredge once it lowered its “foot” to pivot in place.
It was as noisy then as it is colorful now…
In front of the mine building the ground has opened up, showing a one-subterranean hallway. Locals seem to be using the dangerous hole as a trash dump.
Because painted signs would not hold up in this spot–in between four ovens that were literally hot enough to melt steel inside. Solution: Cut the pipe labels into the sheet metal. Seems to have worked.
One level below where the cotton was nitrated, the fumes must have been powerful. This floor had several massive ventilation fans in its walls.
2005. A skyway connecting two Which tube carried the beer? I hope it’s the big one!
The right portal used to go straight into the basement of the hotel, judging from the ruins.