What looks to be a skip for repairing the dock, in the concrete steeple.
The back of the neon sign before it was converted to LED lighting. The image is mirrored so it can be read.
A 180-degree panorama of the first floor of the refectory. I just loved the colors; there’s something about plaster walls that retain the character of a building; they crumble when they die, which is much more graceful than drywall, which drips down into a stinking puddle that looks and smells like a blob of Elmer’s glue.
Even in monochrome, you can probably tell what colors were over Hastings that evening: Red, White, and Blue.
Below the pressure gauges are rows of little pipe fitting drawers.
The scale of the grain hoppers helps tell the story of how large Hamm’s was in its day.
Taken in the last few minutes of the day. You can tell by the way that the wall is deteriorating that the windows using to have an arched top!
From a distance (here, Union Yards), you can still see ARMOUR spelled out on the smokestack in white brick.
A panorama next to a long abandoned adit. The tram has seen better days.