After Wilson Bros moved out, a furniture company moved in.
When I looked out of the old mill, I couldn’t help but wonder what the hell was holding it all up.
Below the main stage are some of the older (I will guess 1940s) theater seats, along with an assortment of old screens.
One of my favorite images from my stay… Note the snowed-over road in the distance! This is looking toward Animas Forks.
Before the gold could be extracted, the rock was turned to powder. Depending on the size of the steel balls inside the mill, the rock would be reduced to a certain size. So, multiple mills were usually used in stages.
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 building collapsed except for the back room. The slats of the roof cast lines of light across the floor.
A damaged roof channeled rain onto the adobe walls, cutting them in half. In the distance, a preserved house and the ruins of the Colmor School.
From the roof of the Clemens House, looking toward downtown St. Louis.