Looking through the old brewhouse toward the Keg Wash House.
Looking toward the Female Infirmary Ward from the long, glass, Conservatory hallway.
A social club/restaurant that was likely the place to be late at night.
From Main Street, looking straight up at the A Mill, only the silence makes one think that nobody’s still inside, grinding grain into Pillsbury’s Best.
From atop a concrete slap that seals the old path of Mine Shaft #3, I loop up into the hoisting room.
The powered lime hopper had a lot of levels.
This is an elevator to move mine car loads of sand to the surface for cleaning and eventually glass production. Below is a flooded equipment vault. In front and behind is a loop through the larger tunnels in the mine. The horizontal braces supported electric cables for the mine carts.
I really like the way this high-ceilinged room is decaying. Well, decayed. It’s demolished now.
A typical room in the barracks, reinforced from mortars and light shelling, possibly.