The laundry building, where many of the tunnels came to an end. It looks very East Coast industrial to me.
This photo illustrates how vertical the complex is.
A gymnasium, if I recall. The last building before the road dead-ends.
A broken signal light that would indicate to incoming engineers and brakemen the status of the dock deck. The streetlight-style lighting is a retrofit; originally the top of the dock would be lit by strings of lights suspended by towers on each side of the deck… a poor system according to the workers at Allouez who had the same lights.
The porch of the Gustavson House with the southern San Juan range in the background. Bring your own rocking chair…
Zachary Taylor’s very own Scottish castle, spring-side in the Kentucky backcountry. Boarded and waiting, but in surprisingly good condition, considering the decades. I especially love the tower on the right side of the frame.
On my second or third trip, the cross had broken in the wind.
Even with a hundred people parked in front of the lakeside relic, it was invisible.
The sun unzipped the clouds. Mist blew across the harbor.