The Gold Prince is dead, but its ruins show how over-engineered it once was. Although its foundations were concrete, seen here, the rest of the mill was steel. All of its steel and equipment was removed to fix the Sunnyside Mill in Eureka.
A green chair in a green room.
National Mine and its rockhouse (?) as seen from Mammoth Hill. From this angle, I am fairly certain this was a crushing and sorting house. The bottom looks like it has two aerial tram doors as well.
Wind blew taconite dust against the walls of these suspended control room, making even the glass appear to rust.
A rooftop scene.
If it wasn’t for the humming and crackling of the wires, I could believe I had arrived to a post apocalyptic landscape.
An original stencil-brushed sign.
In the grungy control room, I found a little slice that was never graffitied.
Vents in the boards over the windows helps prevent mold and animals from getting too crazy inside.