Looking out of the boarded windows in the Great Western Sugar office.
This is the far interior of the hotel, where the darkness made the shag carpet seem to move whenever the trees outside swayed. That is to say, constantly.
Counter-weighted ore cars alternately filled and emptied to feed Furnace 7. Honestly, though, the corner-mounted cranes are sexier in my opinion. Note the trees growing from the stacks.
Seven TV sets and not one shows my reflection. I’d also like to point out not two of these are the same.
The big door at the bottom of the concentrator was where a tram once connected to lower the (pre-) processed ore into the river valley, where the railroad was. It’s unclear whether this ever connected directly to Eureka’s Sunnyside mill, although it’s possible.
The old way to get to the elevator from the mill.
Almost all of the doors and windows on the ground floor have been boarded, leaving the ground level very dark.
You can tell from the marks on the wall that there used to be pipes running the length of this square hallway, which connected a loading dock with explosive mixers.
The hike to the village is steep. This is looking into the valley from the halfway point.