The Gold Prince is dead, but its ruins show how over-engineered it once was. Although its foundations were concrete, seen here, the rest of the mill was steel. All of its steel and equipment was removed to fix the Sunnyside Mill in Eureka.
Train-mounted snowplows pushed the snow through the fence and against the old offices.
The hoist signal dangling beside the modern mine shaft would ring a bell next to the giant electric motors that would send the men and machinery into the underground.
This building had the rusty remains of a few mattresses, likely used in the 1940s when this site was last occupied.
Don’t you love the shape of the house on the right?
Preparing to drive up the narrow road into Picayune Gulch, which was barely wide enough for my SUV.
Where the approach meets the dock.
“The fresh snow mixed indistinguishably from the ashes of the half-demolished power plant.”
A stray cat at hunts mice along the elevator row at Inglis, MB. Film: Fuji FP100C.