It's just one of dozens of mills in this area that went out of business in the '80's.
I went back recently on a cold, clear morning.
I believe this is where log trucks would stop to check in/out. It may be a weigh station and that cement may be a scale.
It's just a tiny little building with broken windows where kids occasionally hang out.
...and apparently people dream of visiting Las Vegas...
Moving on down the road, you find another little shed near the man-made pond. This may be where logs were off loaded into the pond for sorting.
The pond is full of garbage like this tragic couch. It's also positively swarming with bull frogs in the summer.
Here's what looks like an old machine shop.
And lastly, the office.