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.
Between the room with mold sand and the space where the car’s metal bits would be put together, a pillar is marked as structurally vital.
The first 800 or so feet of the tunnel is finished with reinforced concrete. The test is raw stone. This is the spot where it switches. Side note: nailing this shot on film is one of my proudest light-painted moments.
After climbing the elevator shaft to the illusive second level, a new pallet of colors were revealed.
The valley is full of rocky peaks that stand out from the winding creeks, which only truly run after storms. It is a very beautiful place.
These pools looked into the cribbing below the concrete.
This peak is a little over 7,000 feet high and is a popular hiking spot. As a bulky Minnesotan who is better built for an arctic expedition, I stuck to the mesa.
The southernmost houses in Gilman are seen through the pines on the right, near the tram stop.
When I see this picture, I imagine that I am an ant exploring a mushroom farm.
Coming to an inspirational poster near you… what should it read? ADVENTURE AWAITS? Don’t hang posters. Go outside.