Thursday, November 06, 2014

Falling Apart, I Tell You

Oh, did you thin I was talking about myself? That may be true, but I was actually describing today's photo theme. Ruins returning to the earth. Memories of the mining days falling apart. I think this is the foundation of a stamp mill (Gold Prince Mill?). Does that sound right, Dad or Preacher Bro?















And this is a chute to load rocks on a truck or rail car to send to a stamp mill.















And the ruins from the town of Animas Forks (named for the three forks of the Animas River), including the Columbia Mill and the bunkhouse. The first of the cabins there was built in 1873, but it was a ghost town by the 1920s. In 1884, Animas Forks suffered a blizzard that lasted 23 days and dumped 25 feet of snow on the town. Residents dug tunnels to get from building to building.















Here is how it looked in the 1870s. Looks smaller, right? Get it. The photo is smaller, so I said that. As always, I am my best fan.








Did you ever play that Nintendo game Duck Hunt? I remember that we did.Well, all that fun and high quality graphics can be experienced again using an iPhone and a computer running Chrome. Go to this site and get started. Go on.

I was in a meeting yesterday where we were discussing how to report issues to management. It wasn't exactly like this, but it wasn't NOT like this, either.





















Have you ever heard the song by David Bowie that talks about "Ground control to Major Tom...."? How about a version of that recorded in orbit around the Earth? Listen to a pretty good cover by Canadian astronaut Chris Hadfield.

Astronaut Hadfield can not only sing, he can capture some pretty cool pictures (45,000 of them). You can see a sampling in this story.

More funny business signs:
At an Optometrist's Office: If you don't see what you're looking for, you've come to the right place.
In a Veterinarian's waiting room: Be back in 5 minutes. Sit! Stay!

More patient hospital charts:
The patient refused autopsy.
The patient has no previous history of suicides.

D.M.Murdock, a "freethought examiner", feels she has proved that John The Baptist is a "mythical archetype, not a historical person". I tried to read the whole article, but it is a mishmash of beliefs from many cultures and religions tied together with other characters and people to show JtB is pulled from each of them in some way. Oooo-kaaaay. I am sharing it with you because it is a little sad how far she reaches in some of the comparisons. The article also references a previous article proving Moses didn't exist, either. And she has a book that ties Jesus to the Egyptian god Annubis.

With that weirdness, I think I am done for the day. I am off tomorrow, so there may or may not be a blog post. I think you should come here and see, just in case. If not, there will be one again come Monday.

4 comments:

Keith said...

I don't know if it is Gold Prince Mill, but it is certainly a stamp mill.
Thanks for the pics.

The Grandparents said...

If this ruin is near our picnic place after leaving Corkscrew Gulch, it is probably associated with the Standard Metals Mine (which may be named Standard Metals Mill). Gold Prince Mill is still a well-preserved building with equipment. I would attach pictures of Gold Prince if I knew how. I will post them on my blog for your pleasure.

CrazyUncle said...

Looks like it might be the mill for the Gold Hub Mine.

The Grandparents said...

Hey, that's a great site for locating (and naming) mines. I cross-referenced with Google Earth, and found that the mill is adjacent to the Gold King Mine. 37.891N, 107.65W