The blacksmith shop is pretty rugged looking. Through the door you can see the collapsed walkway that might have once connected to a building covering the Santiago Tunnel adit.
Chicago-made fire door.
The doorframes become more askew every year as the buildings slip downward into the gulch at different rates. This seems to be the part of the mine ruins where transients leave their marks. The graffiti dated back to the 1970s, at least.
Glowing observation windows–and someone forgot to lock a patient’s door…
Office manners dictate that one must tip their file drawer back upright once it is knocked through the wall.
The lower door is where the rocket exhaust would flow into the blast pit during initial launch. The upper doors would vent the rocket so the erector and other equipment in the building would not be (as) damaged.
The side of Stelco and its scrubber-stacks. This is demolished now.
One of the only extant assembly line tracks in the body painting department. No photographer leaves Fisher 21 without capturing some version of this spot; hope you like mine.
Rain and snow has gutted a third of the building. From the ground floor, I could see the sky in some places.