Preparing to drive up the narrow road into Picayune Gulch, which was barely wide enough for my SUV.
The city constructed a wall in the early 2000s to discourage visitors. Note the staircase is cut off, too.
A dead work truck rusts near an outbuilding. Everything is marked with a code. Modernity.
A portrait of the second school of McConnell, built in 1937.
An old sign in front of the elevators that used to constitute Saskatchewan Wheat Pool #4. Kodak Pro 100.
Looking through the hole where a glass pane once was at the Columbus Mine ruins, just south of Animas Forks. It was quiet when I took the picture, but for the gurgle of the nearby Animas River.
A facade that tells the story of demolition and neglect. The sign on the garage door indicates that if one finds themselves there, that they enter the buildings at their own risk. If only property owners in the US took this philosophy!
“Against the blue sky, its rusting central silos look like rising smoke meeting the last minutes of a sunset. These give way to a corrugated night sky of blue gray, punched-through with staggered four-pane windows, all glassless.”
Minnesota Power’s Taconite Harbor power station, as seen through the ship loading control room windows.