Cobble streets wrap around the inside of the fort.
The power gauge showed… broken.
Hand painted fire extinguisher notices and a long room which I strongly suspect was a pattern cutting room.
One of my favorite pictures of the tunnel. I am holding a bike rim and wearing a headlamp. My friend triggered the flash just behind my lower back. The fog is a temperature inversion at the entrance of the tunnel; it was 102 degrees outside of the tunnel and about 50 degrees inside, and humid.
I did not take the escape ladder to the surface, but I am told it pops up in the middle of a hill next to the missile silo doors.
Spare firebox bricks palleted on the second floor, is if it was going to be repaired.
Gopher Ordnance Works, aka the U-Lands, is a landscape where roots and boughs break apart concrete and steel.
A single cloud makes its way to Buffington Harbor and Lake Michigan from the quiet backroads of the plant.