This was one of two skyways that went between production line offices. It’s easy to tell because it’s not reinforced for machinery to travel through it. I also like that it’s a double-decker, so to speak.
A closeup of a flour chute.
I assume this sign used to sit near the highway that snakes around the mine and town.
Castle, Montana is a ghost town. Almost no signs remain that it was a mining town.
The curtain closes officially when the walls crack under the weight of winter snow.
Judging by the bed, this room was used by employees in its later years.
Prize Mine has been the victim of erosion. Its north wall is pushed in by rockfall and its south side is far from ground level.
Candy jar molds, in the far corner of the paint shop.