The Brown Hotel still stands, but has recently gone out of business again. One of the nice things about historic buildings in New Mexico, though, is things tend to stay around a lot longer than if they were subjected to lots of rain and snow. It will probably be reopened eventually.
With the maintenance door open you can see the buckets on in the vertical conveyor.
A control panel that was mothballed, anticipating a time when the plant may be reactivated.
In the corner of most of the factory floors, freight elevators flanked restrooms to leave more central space for machines and their masters.
When the factory’s production line was up for auction, many parts were removed, crated and labeled with big painted numbers to ease their removal by buyers. Not everything sold, however, so not one dark corner of the factory seems without a pile of dislocated industrial junk.
For some time, tugboats were stored next to the elevator.
Holes in the roof lead to holes in the plaster and finally holes in the floor. That’s not what gutted the God from this altar, though.
An old stoker in a power plant that was abandoned long before the mill next to it, by all indications. Sugar mills burned dry beet pulp pellets for fuel.
Coded writing on a pillar in one of the assembly buildings.