One of the storage bunkers was cracked open. I wonder how effective this heavy door would actually be… I expect, not very.
This is one of my favorite images of the year because of the color, light and textures. Someone told me once that the medium of photographers is not film or digital sensors, but rather shadows. This photo is evidence of that.
The great entrance to the Service Building shows the detail once present in the old hospital.
The pipes in the boiler would be full of water, so the heat in the furnace.
Old boathouses near the dock.
Ektar 100/Mamiya 6. A ghost town near Martinsdale, where the market (pictured) served as the train stop.
Through a section of the tailings boom where mountain winds tore open the sheet metal around the conveyor, I poked my head out.
A sharp turn in the coatings department twists the steel out of sight.
Wintertime is quiet, except for the planes overhead.