The lower floors of King Elevator are scrapped and ruined. Nearly everything that is not concrete has been destroyed. Some time ago it seems that someone built a tarp-roof hovel inside of the ground floor.
Above the altar are faded murals. Here’s the Holy Grail.
This building seemed like a pump house or compressor house. It was full of empty concrete mounts.
Sadly, this picture is dated from the fact there’s a single piece of glass unbroken. Since this was taken, the entrance to the church has been vandalized even more.
A shallow creek traces Illinois Gulch toward the Chain O’ Mines mill. Ball mills are laid out in the sun.
Small stained panes and orange brick. I had no idea when I took this picture that the colored glass would turn the insides of the mill into a bright aquamarine. It was a beautiful intersection of nature and industry, in the most unintended way.
One of the old cooperage buildings is largely unchanged from when it was built. The raised section of the building houses a crane.
A single metal emergency slide rusts away at sunrise.
The school (hospital) campus was expansive.
Cobble streets wrap around the inside of the fort.