A screen above the floor apparently shields workers from the disintegrating building.
Spring melt flows down the rusty rock house. In the background is the frame for the shaft.
Water turned the taconite powder into a rusty, slippery paste… everywhere the water pooled up, doubling the beauty from certain special angles.
The roof was in bad shape, but too beautiful to avoid. This is the spot were I used to study medieval Latin.
For some time, tugboats were stored next to the elevator.
This tunnel goes to the adit over the Eagle River Mills. I bet those carts go fast down here!
The orange bars were secured to the tunnel walls to support electric lines for the mine carts. Lower parts of the sand mines were allowed to flood. The water was perfectly still, and made for a mud so thick it could suck off your boots.
The gold mine is now a gravel pit.
A natural stone floor in Brewery Creek’s upper path has been worn smooth.