BUTTE PHOTOS
Our carpenter's house. He uses bits and pieces that he finds and puts them into his work. Good to see the few residents of Butte recycle!
Every time we drive by, that black cat is sitting outside on the windowsill. Even when it's snowing. We think it died and froze there. The apartment is in pretty good shape and sits proudly on Main Street.
As you can see, Butte has plenty of traffic like every other city. There has to be at least a dozen cars parked on this street. Reminiscent of rush hour in California...
One of Butte's proudest buildings. You can see several colors of paint under the peelings...
The grand home of the Mayor of Butte.
The main auto repair center. We took a little damage on our bumper due to some gravel, and we're still waiting for the center to open...
One of our good neighbors.
This guy is using some technologically advanced methods to keep his roof on - duct tape and tarp.
One of Butte's newest houses. They're not all old.
Snow and ghosts are all that bother this old mine shaft. Looking out over the hillside of Butte, a few blocks from our home.
A shot of the Berkeley Pit with Cheryl and Heather.
Another shot of the pit. It's a quarter mile deep, and the mine shafts dug by hand extend down under Butte and the pit you see to the depth of a mile.
We decided to go to breakfast at Butte's only restaurant. We waited and waited, so Heather decided to go back and help the cook. We didn't find anyone.
Butte Hotel. Still has original furniture. Lotsa nostalgia, here.
Hallway of Butte's hotel. They keep the floors clean.
