A quick vertical panorama taken on my back at the sweet spot of a great summer sunset. On the skylight is the torch-cut catwalk that used to link the outside of the smokestacks that vented the cupolas.
Two counterweighted elevators moved men between the surface, mine, and underground mill.
Much of the circa-1950s buildings remain with few alterations, such as these long boring sheet metal ruststicks.
The old No Trespassing sign, with the Peavey logo still on it.
Worm in the path of raw ore where it would be dumped from rock cars into the silo below.
Much of the plant depended on steam, not only for heat but for mechanical power.
These machines circulated water through the powder from the ball mills. Gold and silver is heavier than gravel, so it sinks while the junk rock floats.
The elevator tower seems to have been built with expansion of the dock in mind.
Without a roof, the bricks were being washed away in the later years of the roundhouse.