We took advantage of the lack of snow at the valley floor this weekend to hike around on the side of Buckley Mountain between Provo and Springville. I made a short cinematic video of death, decay and youth for your amusement :)
Deer or (in this case) elk skulls, sawed open to remove the trophy antlers and then discarded at a pullout on the side of the mountain.
The first time we ran into a deer skull that had been sawed open we thought maybe it was some kind of dark magic cult ritual activity.
The remnants of mining operations large and small litter the sides of the Wasatch Front. Cable sticking out of rubble is a dead giveaway. Most of the mine openings themselves were sealed with rubble by the National Guard years ago, although there are still a few you can access. I am not sure what this operation was that we stumbled across while going off trail up a slope.
There were dozens of these metal containers scatter out in various states of disintegration into rust.
There were all sorts of interesting chunks of metal. I really do find rust beautiful in a sad way.