A creek has cut through the middle of the mine property, washing away the loose rock and eroding the foundations of the Concentrator. It’s pretty, though! It’s be belief, though I cannot prove it, that some of the water here originates from inside the now-buried Santiago Tunnel, which is no doubt flooded to a great extent.
Expanding foam provides some textural contrast to the wood floors, worn smooth over a century. This building dates to the 1890s and was built as the coffin plant.
Standing between pockets 1 and 2. You brought hearing protection, right?
A stern-mounted spotlight and a fleet of former US Army tugs that are still used to break ice and nudge ships into slips.
Peeling paint reveals the room numbers of the past. Kodak Trix-400 on Canon T40.
Looking at the ghost sign from a rust-locked cement conveyor that linked the silos with a packing warehouse.
Part of a furnace control panel.
Scrappers tried to take this steel pulley out of Fisher, but it proved too heavy.
Standing where the Standard Oil’s boiler used to sit; the coal room is on the right, and would have been filled from trackside.