The ice around the dock, compressed by the waves, was less clear than the open ice.
Dirty filters for some equipment hang, awaiting a purpose.
A brewmaster’s desk leans beside a long-disused stainless steel kettle. The staircase above goes to another level of kettles, which are visibly older.
One of the large barracks. All of them are overgrown like this.
This is an elevator to move mine car loads of sand to the surface for cleaning and eventually glass production. Below is a flooded equipment vault. In front and behind is a loop through the larger tunnels in the mine. The horizontal braces supported electric cables for the mine carts.
One of the cupola air intakes, rattled loose by the demolition downstairs, hangs stranded on the second floor. You can see that the floor I’m standing on in this picture used to extend all the way to the right wall. The blue paint on the wall made the climb absolutely worth it.
Looking toward the Quenching Tower from the coal tower platform.
Observing War City in the midst of an electric storm. This photo is lit almost entirely by lightning.
On the second floor of the kettle building where corn mash was boiled, holes where tanks once sat were everywhere.