Tattered Robes of Rank Facade of tarps and fences on the old house. It used to have a bronze ornament on the second floor patio, but it was taken for scrap years ago. Similar Images ...based on the tags: balconies, boarded-windows, fences, triangles... A little welding art one crosses over near the windlass room. The main street of the ghost town is also the maintenance road for the BNSF line that bisects Colmor. The last bay was extended to fit the extra long 3-unit electric locomotives of the 1930s. A hydraulic ‘bridge’ couple lower onto the tracks to bring mine cars into the shaft house, presumably for repair. I haven’t found this system anywhere else, but it makes a lot of sense. I found a meth lab in this building once. (Yes, I called it in.) If it wasn’t for the humming and crackling of the wires, I could believe I had arrived to a post apocalyptic landscape. Sluice tables stretch into the darkness. This sawtooth roof collapsed months later under the weight of an early snow. Train-mounted snowplows pushed the snow through the fence and against the old offices.