The main street of the ghost town is also the maintenance road for the BNSF line that bisects Colmor.
A late look at the brewhouse, long after the stainless steel tanks were scrapped.
Frankie and Quarantine pictured.
The Sun Rooms, or Common Rooms, reminded me of the Panopitcon turned inside-out.
Little crosses on the side of the church, near a broken window.
Somewhere there was a hoe left on the ground. Given that we had read articles about photographers being mugged around the abandoned projects, we felt it wouldn’t hurt to carry this around. I am glad we did; it made a great musical drumstick against the warped Wheeler Rec Center floor.
Note the tiled floor between the bucket conveyors and an old mill.
Looking through the hole where a glass pane once was at the Columbus Mine ruins, just south of Animas Forks. It was quiet when I took the picture, but for the gurgle of the nearby Animas River.