The main street of the ghost town is also the maintenance road for the BNSF line that bisects Colmor.
The command building and a coolant tank. In the distance, rain and hail pound Wyoming dirt.
Dr. Muchow’s offices stand near his ‘new’ mill, but they show evidence of vandalism.
“M.H. ’56; Al Malmsten ’44”. Brick Graffiti Series.
Taken from the arm of the pocket loader–note the tree growing out of the conveyor belt. Often where you see old piles of taconite, trees are springing up. The byproducts of the pelletization process break down and make a really fertile mix, especially with all the iron content!
In the corner of the former school grounds…
Through a section of the tailings boom where mountain winds tore open the sheet metal around the conveyor, I poked my head out.
The most derelict of the old bonded warehouses. Note the barrel elevator on the side of it!
A single metal emergency slide rusts away at sunrise.