This sawtooth roof collapsed months later under the weight of an early snow.
Play on, Hunter. (Two keys worked on this thing.)
Mold creeps up the walls of the offices that housed the Closing Team of the TCRC – Twin Cities Research Center – as water damage pulls ceiling tiles down.
Kate in the crow’s next… very shaky by the time she got to it.
In the mountainside are a number of air shafts, indicating where the tunnels traced under the rocky surface.
Without a roof, the bricks were being washed away in the later years of the roundhouse.
From the loftily perspective of the crane cab, I thought about how nice it would have been to have been here when there was equipment to share the space. This begs the question, who took out the equipment?
A matrix panorama of the brewhouse staircase, post-scrapping. So pretty…