The new concrete workhouse, as seen through chickenwire.
This section of the production floor was constantly dripping. Someone had laid down giant plastic sheeting to attempt to protect the lower floors, but it hasn’t worked.
Originally, this part of the dock was reserved for the weather station.
A sign facing the city on an exterior wall–a sort of motivational poster.
Colleen on the roof.
On the left is the broken glass room that contains the controls for the cable spool, now gone, that sat in the metal shell on the right. The stairs led down to the hoisting engine itself. You can make out the slits where the cable ran up to the headframe tower through the gaping archway.
Cobble streets wrap around the inside of the fort.
One of the last times I saw the skyway standing. ADM’s Meal Elevator is in the distance.
The porch of the Gustavson House with the southern San Juan range in the background. Bring your own rocking chair…