The glow from the city is bright enough to read by.
This gives a sense of scale for the engine works side of the property.
Peering at Stelco’s abandoned steel rod rolling mill, not demolished. The rectangular on the right in between is the boiler house that heated Stelco.
Harsh rail yard lighting throws shadows of broken windows against the line of boilers.
The Big Dipper brought its friends into view, and the best seat is 80-feet up.
While squatting in the power plant a very powerful storm moved over unforgettable, throwing blasts of lightning across the countryside. The plant got a direct hit, in fact, and the sound of the boom reverberating through the turbine hall is something unforgettable.
As seen from one of my ‘study squats’. I liked being able to watch birds move from open window to open window.
Looking through the dark door at Shaft 3, when my naked eyes could only make out a staircase lit dimly from above.
Island Station, in the middle of the power house, in the middle of a thunder storm. Flapping pipe covers and sheets of ran penetrating one massive arched window and blasting through the other, as winds power through the building from the Mississippi. The sound of the thunder made every length of steel squeak under the pressure.