The only light in the ‘coffin’ of the Atlas E is that which leaks through the exhaust vents.
In the distance, a semi truck kicks up fresh rain from the highway. As seen from the top of the steel blast door.
We can lie like sinners
Breathe the air like children
And you could lead and I could follow
All those times are gone
“Duluth” by Trampled by Turtles
The guts of the dock are connected with a long narrow hallway. Below this section are shops and labs.
Kate in the Atlas E, which is essentially a buried Atlas D. Above is the protective steel blast door.
2005. A skyway connecting two Which tube carried the beer? I hope it’s the big one!
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.