On my first self-guided tour, the calculator was caught my eye because it was one of the few things left behind in the laboratories that filled the second floor. On my next trip, it had been smashed to pieces.
Gaskets still organized on nails beside the power plant. This used to be a maintenance room, but since its roof and walls were torn down, it’s not any kind of room.
I assume this sign used to sit near the highway that snakes around the mine and town.
Clothing and a guest bed left behind.
Looking into the Pool 8 Annex from the original Ogilvie’s elevator.
One of a few dozen steel bed frames left in the rubble of the collapsing building.
On the top floor of the former casket building is the finishing line for the coating section; on this section the final spray of plastic would hit the wood before a small furnace would seal the plastic permanently to the surface, making it more resilient, I assume.
I tried to hide the graffiti from my photos, but sometimes it wasn’t possible.
Broken dishes and rotten burlap, mixed with the general trash left behind after the roof collapsed on the poor house.
Without a conveyor belt, this tripper seems lost. The job of this machine was simply to take grains from the moving conveyor belt and eject it into the silos via the chutes on the sides. Note all the dust collection venting added to the machine to suck up any explosive grain dust.