Near the base of the mesa is a modern house, which seems to be a ranch of some sort. What a fantastic spot to live, but for the fact every rainstorm floods the arryos, muddy ditches at the bottom of gullies, making it impossible to travel.
When it was convenient, the sugar company would pull equipment, even pipes, from one mill for another.
My first picture at Nopeming, sometime around 2004. The same year that the county stopped mowing the lawn.
In the soft wood of the machine, an employee left their mark.
These pools looked into the cribbing below the concrete.
A big sliding fire door opens onto a train dock.
It is unclear whether this area was for coal dumping or ore dumping, though the huge dents in the steel plating suggests the latter.
On the middle level of the Poacher House. For a detailed view of the chart see ‘See Reverse’.
The stone chapel sits beside the main house and received a particularly heavy dose of gothic architectural touches.