In the modern control room at the base of the white elevator tower are the electronics that ran the newer building, its rail components and boat-loading component. The superstructure permeates all spaces here, as can be seen with the crossing I-beams in the main office.
Wind blew taconite dust against the walls of these suspended control room, making even the glass appear to rust.
Looking from the shaft room into the room where an electric hoist would be.
This building was responsible for storing and drying the barrels. Compare right.
From atop a concrete slap that seals the old path of Mine Shaft #3, I loop up into the hoisting room.
A different kind of tree fort.
The very top of the Administration Tower’s spiral staircase. There’s an old antenna of some kind there, as you can see.
“It must have been beautiful once.” “Yeah, especially in the winter.”
A creek has cut through the middle of the mine property, washing away the loose rock and eroding the foundations of the Concentrator. It’s pretty, though! It’s be belief, though I cannot prove it, that some of the water here originates from inside the now-buried Santiago Tunnel, which is no doubt flooded to a great extent.