The top floor’s old-fashioned hospital ways were too much to pass without a photo or two… with the paint falling off the walls it was as if the building was shedding its skin in an effort to become rejuvenated or useful.
Colleen on the roof.
A photo from the early 2000s before the conveyors were scrapped.
2004. Machine Shop Loft.
Kate stands on top of the tailings pile that added some usable land to the side of the gulch. Somewhere nearby is the buried Santiago Tunnel.
The railing were jealous of both the bricks and bits, and chose instead to dissolve like this.
Looking toward Sleeping Giant from the workhouse.
Kate for scale. Powder that passed the floatation level was flowed over sluice tables, another mass-based way of separating gold. I’ve never seen so many of these in one place. Though it was a hardrock mine, it worked more like a placer mine.