“Cutting torch.” The remains of a catwalk now leads to void on the sintering floor, four stories over the next solid footing. Only two staircases led to the top floor, some half dozen others were cut off for scrap.
C’mon, guys. PIck up to trash.
This rod mill (?) was made in Denver Colorado at a factory now buried by condos. #justdenverthings
The office building was fancy compared to the utilitarian factory behind it. My favorite part was the logo crown.
Outside the locker room without the sandwiches and beer… plenty of glass shards, though, if you feel like it.
I slid into the mill through the top floor, near where the rock-grinding ball mills were left to rust. I look around, taking in the most intact gold mill I’ve ever explored. Movement attracted my eye to the ceiling, where I found something staring back, a raven was observing me with some interest. It had been a while since I have brushed up on the folklore and mythology, but I took it as a good sign. Leica/Summilux 35/Ektar 100
This tunnel goes to the adit over the Eagle River Mills. I bet those carts go fast down here!
Numbers on a pillar counted tank capacity for a removed water container; an unhinged door in an unhinged factory beguiles those looking for an exit.
Note the rails in the floor that guided cars to the coating line, the side of which is lined with the windows in the center of the image.