One of my favorite images from my stay… Note the snowed-over road in the distance! This is looking toward Animas Forks.
Construction in 2014 reveals a lost stone sign.
The basements of the barracks were often stone and brick, and many of them were connected by short tunnels.
There is a cool old air compressor in the corner of the powerhouse.
The old hotel doesn’t like to show its age. Indeed, if it had a few paint job and soft remodel it would be fit to open–that is, if there was a need for it in this tiny rural New York town.
A firedoor dating to the original car barn is roped off, anticipating demolition.
On the left are rows of dayrooms; on the right is one of two long hallways which connect the two halves of the hospital. The large, center section of the hallway would fit chairs for patients to look out on the gardens. They called it a conservatory. This hallway would be as close as some patients would get to nature.
At this junction where Brewery Creek gets a breath of fresh air stands a kid holding a paintbrush: a Banksy (famous graffiti artist) ripoff.