One of a pair of poles to hold the electric lines for the streetcars entering and exiting the tunnel.
A little sheet metal box somehow made it back home.
Near the old slag dump there are the remains of the pouring buckets that received the molten steel from the US Steel blast furnaces, filled to the brim with pig iron. They must be incredibly heavy!
It will be a good harvest.
“Against the blue sky, its rusting central silos look like rising smoke meeting the last minutes of a sunset. These give way to a corrugated night sky of blue gray, punched-through with staggered four-pane windows, all glassless.”
I love this original brick archway, near the narrow gauge shop. Gorgeous!
Above Treasure Mountain Mine is the capped shaft of the defunct San Juan Queen Mine. This is taken near that location, looking down the road that connects the mines to Animas Forks.
The corner of the elevator… lumber armored with steel for fireproofing and water resistance.
Ruined cars abandoned in the generator hall, long after its namesake was scrapped.