“Paint the fence,” they said, but I don’t feel like it… who cares, anyway.
The crane on Dock 2, as seen from Dock 4 right after sunset. Notice the old light tower is warped.
I am not sure what this structure is, but it seems to be put together like a gold mill. It existed in 1952, and seems to be from about that period.
Fall fog swept up from the river valley, making the building look more like it felt–a ghost, out of time and place.
The back of the neon sign before it was converted to LED lighting. The image is mirrored so it can be read.
The Tilston School,built in the late 1960s. In front of it is a memorial and model to the first schoolhouse. This building, however, has been turned into a kind of town dump. The classrooms are filled with mattresses and discarded tires and trash.
The bricks are decaying at different rates at this corner, making it especially colorful.
Here, the concentrated gold (and silver, and zinc, I would guess) would be loaded into trucks bound for the smelter.
Beside the shaft building are two fans on skids, indicating they were used underground.