The dock is still lit at night and it casts shadows over the rust-welded ore doors.
2005. Looking across the Mississippi from a park the night after the first snow.
I’ve been in a lot of different mines. Some on tours, some not. If you pass through Howardsville, Colorado without going on the Old Hundred Mine Tour, you’re missing out. This is what Santiago Tunnel looked like in the 1940s when it was near the end of its life.
From the highest roof of Ogvilvie’s, Thunder Bay looks like paradise.
Looking through the trestle toward the ghost town.
The nitrating house was a chemically dangerous place, so it had thick metal and concrete shield for every station right next to an emergency shower.
Looking across the catwalk behind the ore chutes, when they were up, and at the top of the ore chutes during loading.
Furnace #7, as seen from #6’s catwalks. Cue morning fog.
Mushroom pillars hold up the dreams of so many, the profits of so few.