Mitchell Avenue, the main drag of a ghost town. Traces of asphalt and curbs are barely visible through patches of grass. In the old plan of the town, Mitchell Hotel would be to my direct left in this scene, and about 10 houses would flank this street to the left and right.
The entrance to the cafeteria when I first saw it (around 2004) still had coats on the hanger. Now the walls aren’t even white anymore because water has removed all the latex paint.
The bottom of the stairs leading from the work floor to the cafeteria.
You can almost make out the concrete chute through the open window. Kodak Portra 160/Mamiya 6.
This picture is perhaps the most appropriate in its visual depiction of how unstable the mill was. 1. Note the lack of stairs on the spiral staircase; they’re rusted and twisted apart, not simply cut off. 2. Notice the cracked concrete on the lower left corner; that was cracking as I was standing on it taking this photo, and don’t think there’s anything under that to begin to stop one’s fall. 3. You’re looking into an open elevator shaft; its safety cage is sliced away and wide open.
2007. Exterior of Chapel.
This building was 99 years old when it was demolished for the coal mine.
Through a section of the tailings boom where mountain winds tore open the sheet metal around the conveyor, I poked my head out.
On my second or third trip, the cross had broken in the wind.