I wonder how sheltered workers on this mid-level catwalk that follows the ore chutes is in storms. Note the chunks of concrete stuck in the catwalk grates–the pockets (right) are falling apart.
One of my favorite visual feature of grain elevators, especially big ones, is how they repeat.
One thing that made the Eagle Mine unique is the underground mill, left of this picture. As the rocks moved down the mill, they would be turned into finer and finer powder.
This is one of my favorite images of the year because of the color, light and textures. Someone told me once that the medium of photographers is not film or digital sensors, but rather shadows. This photo is evidence of that.
Interlocking bricks at the mouth of the stoker-less boiler.
The last batch of molded metal stuck in the chute, this metallurgical furnace was falling apart brick by disintegrating brick b the time I got to it. On the upper floors there is a sophisticated network of vents and chimneys to make these little furnaces as hot as possible.
A closeup inside the mill’s power room.
The sign that greets visitors to the ghost town of Colmor. Nothing says ‘welcome’ like birdshot.
I couldn’t help but include this ghost sign for a demolished motel…