The south wall of the power plant. Its sheet metal skin couldn’t fit around the structure, it seems… note the very strange protruding superstructure.
Looking past the hoist room (left) toward Shaft No. 1, behind the concrete head frame built in the late 1940s. This shaft could haul equipment from ground level (below) to shop level, where the picture was taken.
Through a section of the tailings boom where mountain winds tore open the sheet metal around the conveyor, I poked my head out.
Park Insurance Agency is no longer in business, nor would you be able to dial that phone number.
A cottage for masons infected with TB to live together.
In an era where smoking was ubiquitous and sexy, smoking stations had to be a part of the job, even at an explosives factory.
The fantastic Art Deco portico over the main entrance to the concourse.