Perimeter Fence

Timbers overlap where mine cars plunged, a strange wooden fence traced the center of the beams.

Short-stack remains of mounts for rod and ball mills, if I was to bet. The concentrator separated junk rock (tails) from the copper and silver ore, to such a point it could be smelted.

Some of the earlier buildings were dressed up with brick facades.

This old Jetta did more offroading than your average lifted tinted loud-exhaust pickup.

The pitch of the roof is more typical for areas with lots of snow—not the border of Ohio and Kentucky. So, I assume this roofline accommodated some equipment inside for trains—note the tracks.

Some of the internal staircases were fitted with cages that wound round down the stairs to deter suicidal patients from taking a dive.

The top of the grain handler of Ogilvie’s. The flagpole serves as a lightning rod. In fact, I would not be surprised if that was its primary purpose.

Dr. Muchow’s offices stand near his ‘new’ mill, but they show evidence of vandalism.

For a short time, CN mounted flood lights atop the abandoned dock.