We mark our world in unexpected ways… this is how patient possessions would be stored during their stay in the old asylum wards. It’s about the size of a shoebox, and this particular drawer has a name where the others do not. Its place reminded me of the hospital cemetery where more than 3,000 are buried and less than 1% of whom are recorded by stone or plaque in their resting place.
While it looks like ground level, everything here is one story above the actual earth.
A small upper level was accessible via ladder through the hole in this ceiling. Ben for scale.
A quick shot with a Voigtlander 15mm f/4.5 (V1-M Mount). Possibly my favorite lens. Birds love these postindustrial ruins, and they hated me exploring and photographing them.
These wide spools sit atop the abandoned tracks that lead to the train shed, which was later repurposed into a truck shed.
The Osborn Block is the prettiest building you’ve never seen in the Twin Ports.
A typical stretch of the assembly line.
The Blacksmith Shop (right) was connected to the Bunk House (left) via this narrow walkway. This is likely due to the fire risk in each building. The left building had a cooking stove and furnace for heat and the right building had a small industrial furnace to repair mining equipment. A little walkway would mean that a fire on one side would be easier to fight from the other.
Serve [unknown] Build… What do you think the middle says? Tell me in the comments.