Looking across the whole milling operation from its dedicated powerhouse stretching across Eagle River.
These buildings were largely used as concentrators for the crushed rock, although I did spy some small mills inside these too.
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.
#67, one of the only lockers that is not crunched to the point it refuses to open. In the corner of the small office area.
In the far back of the cellars there are some old bottles. This arch shows an old entrance to the cellars, now collapsed.
The old way to get to the elevator from the mill.
Imagine with yellow window guards are eyebrows and the open windows are the eyes. This headframe seems a bit curious.
One of the storage bunkers was cracked open. I wonder how effective this heavy door would actually be… I expect, not very.
At the top of the Head Frame, over the silo, a space is hollowed-out for ore cars to dump their load before going back underground in search of copper.