A photo from my first trip, although very little has changed in this area of the building except for the level of graffiti. I love skylights, don’t you?
Outside the Chateau, where the fuel oil tank blocks the chapel.
Between the catwalks of Furnace 6, the molted ore would flow through the chute.
The Gold Prince is dead, but its ruins show how over-engineered it once was. Although its foundations were concrete, seen here, the rest of the mill was steel. All of its steel and equipment was removed to fix the Sunnyside Mill in Eureka.
The fences helped discourage patients from throwing themselves down the stairs.
Looking through the an access panel at the hoist room for Shaft No. 3. The cable had long ago been scrapped, along with the motors to drive the pulleys. I still admire the workmanship on the spool’s arching metal shell.
All electrical rooms were surrounded by walls, for obvious reasons. Now all the walls are gone, for reasons less obvious.
While the stokers are gone, the pipes bringing pulverized coal down were left.
Watch your head, say the colors. This side of the plant is apparently still standing and is owned by the city.