As sun set the car barn underwent a temperature inversion causing a dense fog to rise from the puddles where tracks once where. I opened the Yellowstone-sized doors and watched the bank roll out into downtown Mitchell.
The power lines follow the street, down to the mineshaft. Everything revolved around the mine, it seemed.
I am not sure, but I think this section was a storehouse; it has two ramps that connect the rail yard outside and the blacksmith shop. On all of the historic doors that face that part of the yard, signs caution workers to look out for cars…
The clock, which was sold after Amtrak dumped the building, was returned to the Waiting Room in 2005.
A small wood-paneled office for the on-duty keeper to use.
Note the wood and rubber wheels on this powder cart.
The Osborn Block (front) and the Twohy (rear) at sunset. In the distance, you can almost make out Globe Elevators. One of my favorite photos of 2013.
Since this picture was taken, the roof has totally collapsed in this area.
These corner pilings served as bumpers… a little assurance against wind, ice, and new captains.