The main staircase of the old hospital had… problems.
Rubber dock boots still sits under the desk in the dock office, near keys to rusted locks and files of fired employees.
…when injection molding was the new thing that everyone was experimenting with.
One of the cupola air intakes, rattled loose by the demolition downstairs, hangs stranded on the second floor. You can see that the floor I’m standing on in this picture used to extend all the way to the right wall. The blue paint on the wall made the climb absolutely worth it.
An old fashioned lift.
These corner pilings served as bumpers… a little assurance against wind, ice, and new captains.
The aerial tram at the Mayflower Mill gives a sense of what the Gold Prince Mill in Animas Forks once looked like. Trams connected the mill to the mines around it without the need to negotiate trees, rivers, and rough terrain.