I love that the administration building–almost 100 years old now–still carries the original name.
This door used to open at river level, but it has since been built up and sealed with a steel grate. Still, the original doors (with original paint?) stand in the same place. Once they opened to the fresh air, now they are permanently sealed in the tunnels. This is the official entrance for inspecting the mine, hence fiber optic and ladder. Shortly after the plant was demolished, this entire area was resealed and alarmed.
The machine stood the Atlas missile up vertically over the blast pit, launching position, once the roof opened.
A brewmaster’s desk leans beside a long-disused stainless steel kettle. The staircase above goes to another level of kettles, which are visibly older.
A taste of Superior culture.
Although the floors are pretty warped, I can’t imagine one could do many tricks off of them.
Here, the concentrated gold (and silver, and zinc, I would guess) would be loaded into trucks bound for the smelter.
A vent sitting at the base of one of the crumbling smokestacks.