The hospital was surrounded by walking paths that crisscrossed the front green, as it was called. Part of Kirkbride’s plan was to have ample opportunities for exercise outdoors–fresh air, especially cold fresh air, was thought to have curative properties.
A switchboard to control the flow of electricity into the plant from the city and generators.
A squat building with a rail scale. Taken between rain showers in late summer, when I seemed to be the only one at White Pine.
When block glass shatters, it looks like ice.
On the boarded-up first floor of the house proper near the door to the chapel, the last pew sites next to a wet box of Bibles.
Early bird gets the blast furnace. You gotta love that ore yard gantry crane.
The interior of one of the curved corridors that connect two wards. Note the original floor’s hand-laid tile pattern. Portra 160.
Early bird catches the shadow of Battle Mountain blaring across the ghost town.
These wide spools sit atop the abandoned tracks that lead to the train shed, which was later repurposed into a truck shed.