I love when moss grows indoors… one of the little pleasures of exploring abandonments.
For a short time, CN mounted flood lights atop the abandoned dock.
Boards on the window are like rings on a tree, if you know how to read abandonments.
The holes were for men to poke reluctant ore with long poles, with the hope that a lucky jab would let the load slide down into the boat below. Now they’re just traps.
Some warnings on the older battery which was visibly older than its eastern counterpart. This set of batteries had no railing between the side of the ovens and a long drop onto railroad tracks… I like this picture because it shows the effects of the heat and corrosive gasses on the area around the ovens.
Facade of tarps and fences on the old house. It used to have a bronze ornament on the second floor patio, but it was taken for scrap years ago.
An iron gate separates vaults below the barracks.
The main floor of the hospital was crammed with furniture.