The Brown Hotel still stands, but has recently gone out of business again. One of the nice things about historic buildings in New Mexico, though, is things tend to stay around a lot longer than if they were subjected to lots of rain and snow. It will probably be reopened eventually.
The first time I saw Buffalo Central Terminal was from a westbound Empire Builder. In the foreground you can see the rows of platforms.
1904 Sewer Lid in Central Hillside.
Through a section of the tailings boom where mountain winds tore open the sheet metal around the conveyor, I poked my head out.
Look at the floor–do you see the hole? That goes down a lonnnnnng ways.
Solvent pumping buildings, designed to explode upwards rather than outwards in an emergency, are forgotten near the milkweed.
If it wasn’t for the humming and crackling of the wires, I could believe I had arrived to a post apocalyptic landscape.
This old Jetta did more offroading than your average lifted tinted loud-exhaust pickup.
The command building and a coolant tank. In the distance, rain and hail pound Wyoming dirt.