It would be a shame if this building is not preserved. Word is (as of 2015) that construction may start on this section soon.
Birch shadows on stone walls… have you been looking at my Christmas list?
Approaching the tunnel I heard about for so long…
SFAAP’s iconic smokestacks. You’d notice if you drove past this on the highway.
Two of the remaining four towers in the projects. Throughout our time there we saw and heard squatters inside and chose not to go in. What do you call a smart choice made in the midst of a dumb choice? There should be a word for that.
The cemetery for the old asylum is, sadly, largely unmarked. Only in recent years has there been a real effort to locate and identify the remains there.
Giant chunks of cooled slag form an island near Mud Lake.
The left building is active, the right building is not, though both were built as Wilson Bros buildings. The skyway was rough, inside and out, but I liked the small gate in the bottom of it–it reminded me of a castle. Skyways like these were a fireproofing measure.
The power lines follow the street, down to the mineshaft. Everything revolved around the mine, it seemed.