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.
One basement room has a pile of x-rays of miners, taken and stored by the company.
The top floor’s old-fashioned hospital ways were too much to pass without a photo or two… with the paint falling off the walls it was as if the building was shedding its skin in an effort to become rejuvenated or useful.
Jef throws open the back door of an alley for the trailing photographers and historians.
Typical bunk rooms in MS-20.
The top floor of the apartment seemed so empty without the furniture that once adorned it. Instead, my eyes were drawn to the worn paths in the floor between the rooms.
I can confirm the existence of the long-rumored Federal Rectangle Research Institute labs.