The White Root mine is old, so old that only the faintest outlines of its bones remain. Squint hard and you might see fragments of its ribcage scattered over the hillside, parts of a cracked skull just visible through the topsoil. Once it must have been huge, swathing up and down the valley and pumping out smoke, now there’s just a single slurry run and a few walls left.
Some kind of storage vat, I wager.
I was pretty disappointed with the White Root mine, to be frank. We went far out of our way, huffed for 20 minutes up an overgrown hiking trail, and found a few bits of concrete sticking out of the dirt like gravestones. I took what photos I could, but the mid-day light was so harsh that all of them came out badly. I decided they weren’t good enough to post, and wrote the place off as a bad job.
Then I tried some black and white posts on another location. Black and whiting saved the photos in that case, so I tried it again with these, combining that with HDR. What we get is a far cry from what my camera initially captured, and far more interesting to look at.
A slurry tunnel.
Inside the vat.
Underneath, a waterfall of bits of wood.
Scrubby hillsides and harsh light.
See a curation of world ruins in the ruins gallery.
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