2013. A perfect summer day meets a beautiful old roundhouse on the edge of town.
The big door at the bottom of the concentrator was where a tram once connected to lower the (pre-) processed ore into the river valley, where the railroad was. It’s unclear whether this ever connected directly to Eureka’s Sunnyside mill, although it’s possible.
A bathroom in the rear of the ballroom that overlooks the Rose Garden.
This ward was the last occupied place in the hospital. It was used as a chemical dependency (drug and alcohol) inpatient program. It seems that they were allowed to paint the walls before they abandoned it… I go back and forth, thinking it is a shame and thinking it is a little cool.
I really like the way this high-ceilinged room is decaying. Well, decayed. It’s demolished now.
Grimy windows and the other half of the complex trade interests and stares.
Looking to the chapel addition from the Chateau.
A single metal emergency slide rusts away at sunrise.