This little curled yellow thing is one of the last hints that this adobe building was lived in.
A string of vehicles have found death at Packard recently. Usually they are simply driving up ramps and pushed off the rooftops, but this one seemed destined for a worse fate. Found in the far corner of the far building.
A rooftop scene.
Bits and things in a pile in the corner of the smelter, the unsold chunks of industrial history that didn’t sell at an on-site auction before my visit.
Spring melt flows down the rusty rock house. In the background is the frame for the shaft.
The top of the headframe, and in a sense, the mine itself. This pulley carried the life line of the mine and the men in it.
A vintage X-Ray machine in the oldest section of the hospital.
A massive steel sheer’s equally massive drive cog. Imagine the force.
The stairs of this elevator had their landings removed long ago to keep vandals grounded.