Looking at the headframe for Shaft 3 from the tower for Shaft 1. Below is the roof of the Dry House. It was hard to remind myself that these building have been abandoned longer than I’ve been alive.
A place to turn mine carts into different areas of the shops.
A look down the 1950s foundry building, moments after sunset.
A mix of brick and stone construction where the stock house meets the cellars. The caves brought well water to the brewery and drained the refuse away, and the various sewer connections are visible here and tell the story of the company’s expansion above.
A romance novel left by some worker–lunch break reading–now sits under a grease stick.
The green-tinted skylight makes this a bright green corridor, the lower of the two skyways connecting the two workhouses.
Where the tailings boom meets the mill.
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.
The pigeons and raccoons have no use for these, so they will sit empty until snow or fire removes them by force.