The sun shining through one of the buildings; everything was overgrown.
This is a great example of a combination rock house; the silos below used to fill trains with ore dropped from mine cars pulled to the top of the structure.
In the corner of the foundry, this lunchroom was literally collapsing under one small leak in the roof. Tile by tile the water ate away the ceiling. Note the clock.
The perimeter fence still holds strong, 50 years after it was put up.
The gear seems to have fallen the height of the power station and shattered. I wonder what it sounded like…
On the boarded-up first floor of the house proper near the door to the chapel, the last pew sites next to a wet box of Bibles.
Employee lockers near the stage, Service Building.
The roof was in bad shape, but too beautiful to avoid. This is the spot were I used to study medieval Latin.
Gold, which has a relatively high mass, would drop through the slats of the sluice boxes as the water flowed over them. Around the dredge were a half dozen radiator pipes to keep the water flowing through the machines.