The stone chapel sits beside the main house and received a particularly heavy dose of gothic architectural touches.
A matrix panorama of the brewhouse staircase, post-scrapping. So pretty…
A warped mirror in the rock crusher at the rear of the complex.
A yellow house above the mineshaft.
This ornamental stair is cast iron and used to connect all floors of the Administration building. Now it connects the first and second floor, then the third and fourth floors, with a strange cinder block and drywall barrier separating the new and old sections of the building. Note the insulation on the floor to seal heat into the lower floors that were used as offices until the hospital closed. On the corners of the staircase are lions, on the corners of the suspended section of stair are down-hanging pineapples. Set in the stairs themselves are shield motifs with slate tops.
Sleeping bags mark this former courtyard as a crash pad for the local homeless.
A squat building with a rail scale. Taken between rain showers in late summer, when I seemed to be the only one at White Pine.
A high-ceilinged room where kegs would be delivered for cleaning, before they were refilled with fresh booze.
Kate in the Atlas E, which is essentially a buried Atlas D. Above is the protective steel blast door.