“But everyone I used to know was either dead or in prison So I came back to Minneapolis this time I think I’m gonna stay” -Tom Waits
A typical narrow hallway at Birtle.
Sidewalks to a boarded barracks, each making the other obsolete in the night.
A wide view of the poor house. Look at the smokestack and elevator shaft, which show the former roofline.
Exploring the plant while live Reggae plays nearby was bizarre.
The main shaft’s cable spooled with bird castings belies the fact that lives used to dangle from its steel-wound strength. Arrows on the circles would indicate the mine level the cars were currently at.
A strange sight: Part of the drain here seems to have had a skylight of glass, which has since been filled over. However, the collapsing ceiling began to create natural skylights of its own.
One of my favorite images from my stay… Note the snowed-over road in the distance! This is looking toward Animas Forks.
Looking at Carrie from the place where the molten steel would be cast