This sign was important when trains ran the length of the elevator.
While walking out I snapped this last shot of the sunset drenching the castle-top watertower (staying with the theme), right before the sun dipped below the hill across the stream from which the whiskey was distilled.
Looking at the side of 4B from the roof of its car shed.
A typical dwelling in San Luis. I could not tell if it was occupied, but most of the town is abandoned.
A diesel engine on display at Deer Lodge, circa 1961.
From the bottom of the skyway I looked back, my eyes tracing the vines from the marsh up the smokestacks to the perfect Midwestern sky.
The valley is full of rocky peaks that stand out from the winding creeks, which only truly run after storms. It is a very beautiful place.
“Against the blue sky, its rusting central silos look like rising smoke meeting the last minutes of a sunset. These give way to a corrugated night sky of blue gray, punched-through with staggered four-pane windows, all glassless.”
35mm Film, Expired. An abandoned swath of NAD is landlocked by soybean fields.